On their 66th anniversary (last month) she didn't comprehend the word "anniversary" or the reason for the tiny cake my father brought to the rehab unit. She told him to take it with him when he left. But he ate it. Bit by bit. Over 5 days. Two pieces the first day (one for him, one for her). And one on each on the following 4 days. At nearly 93, he thought it was the best cheesecake he'd ever eaten.
She went downhill quickly. Falling and gashing her head at the end of January. A week in the hospital. A few weeks in a rehab center, where they tried to cure a bedsore from vegetating in front of the TV - as her mind had slowly lost its bearings. It was Alzheimer's, but my dad simply could not bring himself to see what his children saw so clearly. Not till after she fell, when it suddenly dawned on him: "We've lost her."
The rehab center was way too chaotic for a person descending into the last stages of Alzheimer's. They were not set up to deal with such persons. Only with persons on the way to getting well. When she was on the way to death and dying.
If only we'd known....
Not till the rehab center, finding her more than they could handle, transferred her to the best psych unit in town, did we get the diagnosis of Alzheimer's. And one week later, the news that she was dying of it. There they calmed her down - in a quiet room - with quiet, carpeted hallways. Told us she needed nursing care. Next thing we knew, it was hospice care she needed.
I cannot begin to tell you of the kindness and consideration and compassion we received in this last place - the home that nursed her into death. She, as a resident, only for 6 days. We as family. They treated her like you'd treat a saint - if you knew a saint was dying. I'm not kidding! And they asked how we were doing too. Brought us snacks and beverages. Gave me sheets to spend the last two nights on a mattress on the floor next to her bed. I got to see the good care, night and day, that she received.
She was incoherent these last of her days. Hardly spoke at the end, except to moan now and then - words we could not comprehend. But she did clearly say things like "dying... good" and "I love" and "I love you" and "I'm sorry" and "bye-bye" and it seemed that the last night she called my name and seemed to try and moan when she heard my voice.
I never thought it would hit me so hard. Hearing that she was dying, as I drove home from a few days of retreat, a respite while my brother was in town. I never thought I would see her turn into a saint, as her body slowly wasted and desiccated, as her mind lost its bearings, while her spirit grew and grew. Till in the end I felt I was communicating soul to soul.
RIP. Born: 4/21/22. Died: 3/23/10
Addendum - via my brother, by Lord Byron:
My task is done -- my song hath ceased -- my theme
Has died into an echo; it is fit
The spell should break of this protracted dream.
The torch shall be extinguished which hath lit
My midnight lamp -- and what is writ, is writ --
Would it were worthier! but I am not now
That which I have been -- and my visions flit
Less palpably before me -- and the glow
Which in my spirit dwelt is fluttering, faint, and low.
PERMALINK
There is nothing to say but I am sorry for your loss, and to tell you your words were beautiful, and I'm sure she was deserving of them.
I hope you sleep and dream soon. It does help.
Matt
I hope you sleep and dream soon. It does help.
Matt
It's the sleeping and dreaming I very much need. And I thank you so much for that wish.
Peace.
Peace.
Thera, your heartache is answered with the sympathy that comes from all of us.
Your mother is welcomed by our better angels.
Our tears, well...they are the salt.
Hugs and compassion, to you.
Your mother is welcomed by our better angels.
Our tears, well...they are the salt.
Hugs and compassion, to you.
LisB, you are truly on the way to fulfilling your wish to "be like Jimmy Carter and make habitats for humanity with your words". Bless you my dear. And thank you for the poetry and the sincerity in your comments (here and elsewhere).
I so appreciate your words.
Blessings!
I so appreciate your words.
Blessings!
Thank you for sharing this my friend. It is beautiful. May your mother's soul rest in peace. She lived a long life and raised a very good daughter. I don't know more than that but surely even that little sliver is enough. Take good care of yourself and your father.
Thank you for such kind words. Yes, she deserves enormous credit for the children she raised - the values she gave us. She and my dad together.
Peace.
Peace.
What a lucky woman she was to have had such a wonderful daughter...Thanks for sharing a bit of her life with us, Thera.
Love and prayers...
Love and prayers...
Thank you, stilli. I honestly feel prayers have been answered already - and I think she has "pull" that she will put to good use if she can. Maybe it only lasts a while, but wow, I feel "held" somehow. And this little gathering is part of it. She has made so many good things happen lately. In the midst of sorrow, there is joy.
I know you still grieve your daughter. I know grief better now myself. I think of you....
May peace and blessings descend up you.
I know you still grieve your daughter. I know grief better now myself. I think of you....
May peace and blessings descend up you.
My heart to yours Thera, condolences.
Heart to heart: "Good" - I feel it. Thanks!
Peace to you.
Peace to you.
Oh I weep for you, for your loss, for your dad's loss....
All the time you spend attempting to help your folks and your husband.
My love to you and yours.
All I have is this from a series of songs I have listened to all day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vX07j9SDFcc&feature=PlayList&p=4A351BC4B3EA1A86&index=5&playnext=5&playnext_from=PL
All the time you spend attempting to help your folks and your husband.
My love to you and yours.
All I have is this from a series of songs I have listened to all day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vX07j9SDFcc&feature=PlayList&p=4A351BC4B3EA1A86&index=5&playnext=5&playnext_from=PL
Dearest dd, you're like the person giving a penny in the temple in that Parable. It feels like a million bucks! Music soothes the soul and yours is given from the heart.
Peace be with you, dearest dd. You know you are in my heart. May your blogging live long and affect many!
Peace be with you, dearest dd. You know you are in my heart. May your blogging live long and affect many!
Thank you, Thera, for sharing evidence of the tremendous gift of love that you have with us in this difficult moment. You are a wonderful child of this dear woman. You were both gifted with one another. Lucky you!
I am truly sorry for your loss. Bless you. And bless also your mother and your father.
On their behalf and in honoring them, I hope you will take whatever time necessary for some respite. It is nearly Easter after all.
Love to both you and your father.
leftyloosey
I am truly sorry for your loss. Bless you. And bless also your mother and your father.
On their behalf and in honoring them, I hope you will take whatever time necessary for some respite. It is nearly Easter after all.
Love to both you and your father.
leftyloosey
Ah... I intend to see what next week brings - likely a whole new perspective on Easter. I will be one of depth and meaning beyond what I've had before I am sure.
I so appreciate your kind words.
Much love also flows from suffering I must add. If you turn the suffering into love. They fit together like hand and glove.
Peace always.
I so appreciate your kind words.
Much love also flows from suffering I must add. If you turn the suffering into love. They fit together like hand and glove.
Peace always.
TheraP -- As you grieve the loss of your mother, I hope that your profound dialogue with Lux will be a special comfort to you now. Take care.
Thank you for the mention of Lux. Yes, his memory threads through so much. In such a short time he gave us such depth, such integrity, such warmth and compassion, such wisdom. So much to aim for.
Wendy, I hope your doing well. I wish for you only the best.
Lux. May we learn to live life as you did! Your memory lives on within us.
Wendy, I hope your doing well. I wish for you only the best.
Lux. May we learn to live life as you did! Your memory lives on within us.
What a truly loving and giving gift this post is for all.
I can only hope and pray that solace and warmth will embrace you in these hours. May you always feel her hand in yours as you traverse along the rest of your life's journey.
Blessings to you and yours.
I can only hope and pray that solace and warmth will embrace you in these hours. May you always feel her hand in yours as you traverse along the rest of your life's journey.
Blessings to you and yours.
Aunt Sam, I treasure that comment!
Blessings upon you, my dear. You said it all!
Blessings upon you, my dear. You said it all!
Thank you, Thera, for sharing evidence of the tremendous gift of love that you have with us in this difficult moment. You are a wonderful child of this dear woman. You were both gifted with one another. Lucky you!
I am truly sorry for your loss. Bless you. And bless also your mother and your father.
On their behalf and in honoring them, I hope you will take whatever time necessary for some respite. It is nearly Easter after all.
Love to both you and your father.
leftyloosey
I am truly sorry for your loss. Bless you. And bless also your mother and your father.
On their behalf and in honoring them, I hope you will take whatever time necessary for some respite. It is nearly Easter after all.
Love to both you and your father.
leftyloosey
If I haven't commented directly to you yet, I will return later. We must eat something.... it's been a time where meals sometimes never happened. I can't lose any more weight here!
Boy, I'm losing it here! That comment was meant for the bottom of the list. And the comment I meant for you - directly - got eaten or I forget to save it!
Over-exhausted puts it mildly.. and it's showing. (I'll be back.)
Over-exhausted puts it mildly.. and it's showing. (I'll be back.)
The real comment!
Dear leftyloosey: Easter will indeed be different and especially meaningful this year. I plan to savor the whole of next week. In fact I'm beginning tomorrow and through the week after next. From death there is so much to learn. And new life comes in Spring!
Yes, I will take a respite. Quite a long one I think. It's not that I don't 'want' to blog. It's that my focus is elsewhere, so I have little to say. But my heart is here and with you all....
Peace. Carry on for me!
Dear leftyloosey: Easter will indeed be different and especially meaningful this year. I plan to savor the whole of next week. In fact I'm beginning tomorrow and through the week after next. From death there is so much to learn. And new life comes in Spring!
Yes, I will take a respite. Quite a long one I think. It's not that I don't 'want' to blog. It's that my focus is elsewhere, so I have little to say. But my heart is here and with you all....
Peace. Carry on for me!
Thank you for honoring us by revealing the pain in your heart. We are blessed by your brave example and owe your mother a tremendous debt.
Oh, dear Gregor.... you've touched me deeply with this comment. The emotions are raw, but the peace is deep.
How true that we carry the former generations - often without realizing how great is our debt to them.
I'm running out of superlatives. But thank you from the bottom of my heart. :-)
How true that we carry the former generations - often without realizing how great is our debt to them.
I'm running out of superlatives. But thank you from the bottom of my heart. :-)
Sorry for your loss. Her spirit lives on in you.
And now that I know her spirit in way I never did, it's a lot to live up to!
May peace be with you.
May peace be with you.
And now that I know her spirit in way I never did, it's a lot to live up to!
May peace be with you.
May peace be with you.
(not sure how the double post happened... unless I really AM losing it!) ;)
"On their 66th anniversary (last month) she didn't comprehend the word "anniversary" or the reason for the tiny cake my father brought to the rehab unit. She told him to take it with him when he left. But he ate it. Bit by bit. Over 5 days. Two pieces the first day (one for him, one for her). And one on each on the following 4 days. At nearly 93, he thought it was the best cheesecake he'd ever eaten."
And indeed it was the best. As was she, to him .. no matter what. I hope that the time he spends missing her is multiplied by a million happy memories. And I wish the same for you.
And indeed it was the best. As was she, to him .. no matter what. I hope that the time he spends missing her is multiplied by a million happy memories. And I wish the same for you.
Barefooted, you always reach right down to the heart of the matter. You've done so again!
Thank you for your wisdom, your clarity, and your bare feet on holy ground.
Peace be with you.
Thank you for your wisdom, your clarity, and your bare feet on holy ground.
Peace be with you.
I'm so sorry. I feel for you in your loss. It is never easy. I lost my mother 22 years ago so I know somewhat, what it's like to be where you are right now. Understanding there is no solace I recommend to you to do as your feelings are telling and crying until you have no more tears if that is what it takes. It is an imperfect therapy but one that is tremendously helpful in releasing all that wells up in us at times like this. I know how little comfort any words can provide but that little comfort sometimes provides relief so I try to remind myself upon the passing of a loved one or someone I'm close to, to say hallelujah and give thanks for them being in my life and the lives of others. Treasure what it is that you had and that you still have in your heart and mind. Celebrate her great longevity and rejoice in all she meant and gave to you and others for so long. The buddhists say (as I'm sure you know well) that in this universe we cannot have black without white. It is the empty that gives meaning to the full and provides the contrast that enables our understanding and appreciation of all things. And so when we experience the deepest sorrow of losing someone we love dearly we must keep in mind that the depth of that sorrow corresponds directly with the joy that person gave us. God bless you and keep you always.
Thank you for the blessing, oleeb. It means a lot.
Right now, words of kindness and caring mean so very much to me. My heart is open. Like the empty, you mentioned. And these comments fill it to the brim. And weeping spills over. I treasure these tears. They are tears welling up from my deepest self. As if a well had been drilled deeper through this experience.
We never lose our ability to form connections and treasure them and mourn their loss.
May God bless you as well. And extend your life.... And mine...
Right now, words of kindness and caring mean so very much to me. My heart is open. Like the empty, you mentioned. And these comments fill it to the brim. And weeping spills over. I treasure these tears. They are tears welling up from my deepest self. As if a well had been drilled deeper through this experience.
We never lose our ability to form connections and treasure them and mourn their loss.
May God bless you as well. And extend your life.... And mine...
Thera Thera Thera . . .
What a fine angel of a child you are.
Your Mother was born on the very same day as mine.
My Momma left this mortal coil August 14, 1986. I weep . . .
As your Mother did, mine did the very best for all those she loved.
Please give your Father a hug from me.
~OGD~
I feel a kinship with you - having mothers born on the same day. It's like being "twins" of some sort! That day is now so dear to me. As will be the day of her death. Had she lived just a few days longer, she would have lived till I turned 65. It will be sad, this Friday, to have no mother on my birthday. (I just thought of that...)
Again, thank you for that lovely blog you've linked to down below.
Heart to heart. Mother to mother. I join you as "sister".
Peace, dear OGD.
Again, thank you for that lovely blog you've linked to down below.
Heart to heart. Mother to mother. I join you as "sister".
Peace, dear OGD.
I couldn't say this any better than OGD, so I won't try. Especially the same line, She did us all a favor by raising you to be the person you are. I wish I could have thanked her personally.
amike, you have no idea how much it would have meant to my mother to hear that. I won't go into all the ways. But guess what? She likely "got" your message. And she well deserves it. I suspect telling me, her soul joined to mine, you've reached her! And I thank you for that.
So good to "see" you. So long you've been at the Cafe. Take care of yourself. You are treasured here.
So good to "see" you. So long you've been at the Cafe. Take care of yourself. You are treasured here.
I am very sorry for your loss Therap. Strength to you and your father and your brother and the rest of your family.
I am touched that you stopped by. I wish we could have a long talk about interesting work that a Jewish professor (whom I knew long ago before he became famous) is doing. (Peter Ochs - check him out if you're interested. Wonderful man. Doing great good. As are you, in a different way.)
Shalom. Your words carry the strength in them. Thanks!
Shalom. Your words carry the strength in them. Thanks!
My heart is with you, TheraP. This is the best I can offer you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sT-e2cQfyyI&feature=related
Luciano and his Papa, Fernando.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sT-e2cQfyyI&feature=related
Luciano and his Papa, Fernando.
Thank you so much. Music soothes the soul. It heals and elevates every emotion. And voices, there's nothing like a voice! And that reminds me how much my voice seemed to matter to my mother on her last days. Touch. And sound. They are the last to go...
Oh, sadness...
Peace be with you.
Oh, sadness...
Peace be with you.
I weep as I read all these moving comments. I thank all those who by reading this honored my mother. I am profoundly humbled and grateful for the outpouring of love I have experienced - here and elsewhere - and even from my own heart, which has expanded at this time.
Blessings upon all of us. May we realize the ways in which kindness and compassion - for family, friends, even strangers - makes the world lighter, more peaceful, more joyful. Even in times of suffering. (As just one example, driving back last Friday - having just learned she was dying - a stranger had paid my first freeway toll. It was like a hug from the universe....)
Yesterday was the most beautiful, sunny day. Warm. Birds singing. Plants springing up shoots, a promise of blooms in the future. She gave up herself on a beautiful day! Today it is cloudy and gloomy. I am so grateful her death was yesterday. Today the universe looks ready to turn to weeping.
I will try and return to reply to each of you, however, while most arrangements are already made, this day is a full one.
Blessings and peace upon all.
Blessings upon all of us. May we realize the ways in which kindness and compassion - for family, friends, even strangers - makes the world lighter, more peaceful, more joyful. Even in times of suffering. (As just one example, driving back last Friday - having just learned she was dying - a stranger had paid my first freeway toll. It was like a hug from the universe....)
Yesterday was the most beautiful, sunny day. Warm. Birds singing. Plants springing up shoots, a promise of blooms in the future. She gave up herself on a beautiful day! Today it is cloudy and gloomy. I am so grateful her death was yesterday. Today the universe looks ready to turn to weeping.
I will try and return to reply to each of you, however, while most arrangements are already made, this day is a full one.
Blessings and peace upon all.
Dearest Therap, thank you for honoring your mother, your dear father (symbolically sharing the anniversary cake), your brother, and the love you all share.
The person passes, but the love does not.
The pain of the loss lingers - sharp in the beginning, and growing softer edged as we file the edges with love and special memories. The special moments; that certain loving look that always warmed our soul.
May your family be there for each other in this time of letting go.
Hugs and love to you and yours.
The person passes, but the love does not.
The pain of the loss lingers - sharp in the beginning, and growing softer edged as we file the edges with love and special memories. The special moments; that certain loving look that always warmed our soul.
May your family be there for each other in this time of letting go.
Hugs and love to you and yours.
Ah, my dearest Rowan. So many thoughts I send your way. For your healing. For joy amidst sorrow. For strength to deal with all the challenges you face.
Your words are a balm for the sorrow. A hug for the tears.
I send my love and healing energies. Take care. So many thanks are yours!
Your words are a balm for the sorrow. A hug for the tears.
I send my love and healing energies. Take care. So many thanks are yours!
My mother died 11 months ago, and your description of your mother's last days is similar to my experience. As hard as I'm certain it was on you, I believe that those memories will give you peace. My mother, who wasn't speaking at all, suddenly looked at me and actually asked me if she was dying. I am so glad I was there with her. What if she had asked and no one was there?
Anyway, Thera, I am so sorry for your loss, and I hope your father is going to be okay. My thoughts are with you.
Anyway, Thera, I am so sorry for your loss, and I hope your father is going to be okay. My thoughts are with you.
My dad is a survivor. Though this is really hitting him hard. We all hope he will eventually move to the place where my mom died. They have apartments and assisted living all the way to nursing care. They do everything with a kindness and compassion that is a level beyond anything we might ever have expected. People rave about this place.
Yes, the memories of these last few days (and some days during the earlier weeks) are ones I intend to treasure. In her dying she was given back to me. I'm glad you understand. It really helps to know you went through that too. While she was so very thin and dessicated, there was a beauty in her face - even as she lay in death. I'd far rather that gentle face of a peaceful death, that really looks like death - than a made up funeral home face! I have it in my mind's eye now. It comforts me.
Bless you for what you wrote.
Yes, the memories of these last few days (and some days during the earlier weeks) are ones I intend to treasure. In her dying she was given back to me. I'm glad you understand. It really helps to know you went through that too. While she was so very thin and dessicated, there was a beauty in her face - even as she lay in death. I'd far rather that gentle face of a peaceful death, that really looks like death - than a made up funeral home face! I have it in my mind's eye now. It comforts me.
Bless you for what you wrote.
I dunno what else to say but, keep breathing.
You are so loved. (hugs and hugs and hugs)
You are so loved. (hugs and hugs and hugs)
Dearest bwak, dear "comfort chicken" - just "seeing" you warms my heart. Thank you for all the love, now and always. I will do as you say - and keep breathing. Especially the breath of life in its most profound meaning.
Peace, dearest chicken - who is so brave and kind.
Peace, dearest chicken - who is so brave and kind.
Ever the teacher even in your most difficult moments. Your generosity is inspiring.
May your mother rest in peace and you may rest in all our hearts for as long as you like.
May your mother rest in peace and you may rest in all our hearts for as long as you like.
Oh, dearest Larry, your image of me resting in your hearts gives me such a peaceful feeling. A feeling of being surrounded by love and warmth.
I hope your own health is ok. I send healing energies your way. And many thanks!
Namaste. Be well.
I hope your own health is ok. I send healing energies your way. And many thanks!
Namaste. Be well.
Beautiful post, TheraP. I lost my parents in 2002. They, too, had lived a long, good life and refused a quiet pass into that good night.
Good to see you here, SF Curt! Thanks for your kind words. They mean a lot right now.
Peace be with you.
Peace be with you.
I am sorry for your loss, TheraP. I know the words are trite but my heart does go out to you.
Bluesplashy, this may sound trite too - but at a time like this such words literally go straight to my heart. When a heart is exposed I think we all need such words.
I am deeply grateful. More than you could know.
Namaste. I bow before your heart-words.
I am deeply grateful. More than you could know.
Namaste. I bow before your heart-words.
Very beautifully expressed, thank you for this... death is such a mystery.. the relation between the words "spirit" and "breath", between "mind" and "being". I like what Spanish people always say in the presence of death, "no somos nadie".
Yes, such a mystery. Your words are perfect descriptions of it. Thank you for the Spanish saying. I hadn't heard it before. We should say it for the living too.
Peace be with you.
Peace be with you.
Dear Thera . . .
And to all who continue to grieve the loss of their loved ones.
Here's a link just in case it gets buried in the spam ...
~OGD~
I am so deeply, deeply touched. What a kind, generous, thoughtful thing for you to do! A blog as a comment.
I just wish I had it in me right now to do justice to the outpouring of such kindness. My poor words are all I can produce. The kind sentiments so far outweigh the thanks I can give.
That is beautiful. And interesting also - in so many ways.
Merci beaucoup!
I just wish I had it in me right now to do justice to the outpouring of such kindness. My poor words are all I can produce. The kind sentiments so far outweigh the thanks I can give.
That is beautiful. And interesting also - in so many ways.
Merci beaucoup!
TheraP,
My deepest condolences. I wish you peace. I have always found you immensely kind. Your words reminded me of all the people I have lost, and they brought me to tears. Your mother would be very proud of you.
My deepest condolences. I wish you peace. I have always found you immensely kind. Your words reminded me of all the people I have lost, and they brought me to tears. Your mother would be very proud of you.
It's the middle of the night. And I miss her. So thank you for this new comment. It touches my heart that I touched yours.
Bless you for that.
Bless you for that.
I'm saddened to hear of your loss, TheraP - but certain that the good in her remains with us, in you.
Oh, Devon, I think I have not heard from you in such a long time. I've missed you. It touches me so deeply that you've left this comment.
I have tears for all the love in this world, all the kindness, the compassion. Your comment brings that to mind.
I have tears for all the love in this world, all the kindness, the compassion. Your comment brings that to mind.
TheraP, I saw your name on the dashboard and bustled right over to celebrate your return. But such heavy news...my heart aches for you!
I'm sure others have said this but it is worth repeating. Your mother goes to her ultimate rest with the special distinction of having raised a daughter whose kindness, faith, searchlight honesty and unfailing intellect have CHANGED LIVES. Not many mothers can say this, and I'm sure that the soul message you received in your mother's last moments reflected this bond of honor.
Good night, sweet lady and worthy daughter. You both deserve your rest. Namaste.
I'm sure others have said this but it is worth repeating. Your mother goes to her ultimate rest with the special distinction of having raised a daughter whose kindness, faith, searchlight honesty and unfailing intellect have CHANGED LIVES. Not many mothers can say this, and I'm sure that the soul message you received in your mother's last moments reflected this bond of honor.
Good night, sweet lady and worthy daughter. You both deserve your rest. Namaste.
Oh, erica, I wish I could give you a hug! I hope at this moment that "bond of honor" is like a rainbow reaching to heaven.
Grief, as you may know, comes in waves. I'll think of the rainbow when they come. Thank you for prompting that image.
Namaste. I understand it's true meaning now - more than ever!
Grief, as you may know, comes in waves. I'll think of the rainbow when they come. Thank you for prompting that image.
Namaste. I understand it's true meaning now - more than ever!
My sympathy to you and yours. Ruta has started an open thread of poems celebrating Spring and contemplating the mysteries of love and death:"In Just-spring, when the world is mud-luscious..." which might provide some consolation. It is good to hear from you again. I had been wondering.
I am rarely here now. My focus is elsewhere. But my heart is with you still. Thanks for stopping by, reading, and your kind words.
I have passed on my condolences on other threads Thera but I would like to do so again here.
What a beautiful and moving tribute to your mom. And being able to make it in the midst of everything you are going through makes it that much more special. I am sure you are going to miss your mom each and every day but she will never be too far away. Just look to your heart and she'll be there.
Thank you for having the strength to share with us what a wonderful woman your mom was and I sincerely feel she lives on through you.
What a beautiful and moving tribute to your mom. And being able to make it in the midst of everything you are going through makes it that much more special. I am sure you are going to miss your mom each and every day but she will never be too far away. Just look to your heart and she'll be there.
Thank you for having the strength to share with us what a wonderful woman your mom was and I sincerely feel she lives on through you.
And I have replied to you elsewhere. But I simply want to thank you again, for your heartfelt words, your deep caring, which comes through in so many ways. And for the song you gave me - that ran in my head from Tuesday afternoon through Wednesday. A gift for which I will never stop thanking you!
Blessings upon you - now and forever.
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Blessings upon you - now and forever.
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