I suspect that's why it's taken me so long to write of Mom's passing--2 weeks.
This morning, I'm feeling the need (and finding the courage) to mention this life-altering experience here; even so, these are not my own thoughts, but a compilation of the notices we've already put out as a family. Maybe I'm just trying to put off the "real" work to be done today--writing my part in Mom's service tomorrow morning.
'Yes, that's exactly what's going on,' the lump in my throat tells me.
A hui hou to our precious Mom.
The Recaido-Arnall-Campbell 'ohana"
|"...Love knows not its own depth until |
the hour of separation..."