My mom died about a week ago

 

That's a picture of the two of us, from some years back. It's not great film quality, because most of my photos are either in storage or on an aged laptop that I have to figure out how to download. But she's smiling, and it was a silly shot, and I like that.

She was like a cat, my mom, repeatedly surviving events that should have killed her. But the last series of strokes was too much, and she decided it was time.

I'll be processing and pondering this shift in the universe for years to come, and writing about it, I'm sure.

But for now, I thought you should know.

Return to the stardust, Kathleen Bascomb DeWitt Golden. Fly free.