Friday, September 28, 2012


Yesterday I received word that my mother passed away at 12:30 in the afternoon in Calgary, after a long decline.  I had just seen her the night before, and she had not known I was there.

I know that some of you will wish to give condolences, but rest assured that I am tough, I am old, and that at last my mother is at peace.

This has been a long time coming, and know that I am at ease with myself and ready to move onto the next thing.  There is nothing to be done that is not being done, and such is the process of life.  We face this from time to time, and we are best if we do it with chin up.


perdustin said...

I'm sorry to hear that.

Nine-toes said...

You would know best how to conduct your own mourning, of course. I find death a strange thing. It affects me more the older I get, not less. The two are not corelated, no doubt, but there it is. I hope you are doing as well as you say, and I'll leave it at that.

JDJarvis said...

We are all born, we all die, the unique part that defines us is what happens betweeen those events. Few of us will be unfortunate enough to be remembered for how we die. Most of our births went unnoticed except by a limited no of people. Thank you for being who you are.