Mary's Mother

Received this lovely e-mail this morning and wanted to share it with you.

Michael

I learned to meet my mother, brand new, every time I saw her.... I was always thankful she wasn't in pain and didn't know sorrow... She was like a child. She even forgot that she was once petrified of dogs... how wonderful that she forgot that horror. She did not suffer, she just didn't remember things. Her mental buffers were no longer full, overflowing with useless trivia, data, "to do" lists and reminders. She marveled at life, and loved watching finches fluttering around the bird feeder in the back yard. Her life became simpler each day. I often envied that simplicity and sometimes wish I were so lucky.

I love your sweet blogs. Thanks for sharing your journey.
Aloha from Kauai
Mary