Hi, everyone, I’m back after months of not writing. I knew you all were there. That is a comfort to me. I remain grateful for your continued prayers.
My husband’s cancer battle continues.
We both are taking each day as an opportunity to go where we can, see things we have not before in our own area, and to visit nature to revel in the wonderment of plants or native birds and animals.
Each day is our opportunity to be grateful for kindnesses , to meet and speak with other people or to be comfortably quiet.
My life has changed and continues to do so.

Thank you for your courage and response to your mother. Thank you for telling me about this lovely woman.
Your story quickly brought to mind the losing of my father to a neuro disease and my mother to cardiovascular disease.
I was with both parents through the illnesses and near the end.
My mother had become septic and was not expected to last the night. She had rallied and became” better” the next day. But during the night I heard the irregular breathing as a person approaches death…And I wanted her to be relieved of her pain. In half sleep I felt I was back in the house I grew up in and could her as I used to several rooms away from me. Do you have any idea what gift you gave me that I was not present when either parent died? I suffered from guilt not being present as they left their bodies. You have relieved me by telling the story of your mother’s colleague of how parents will often not die when their children are present. I could weep with gratitude for what you wrote.