Bad knee and all she hopped aboard and couldn't wait to get out into open water. Only little puffs of wind coming in from the East, but with 70 degree temps (in January!) we couldn't complain. "This is just lovely," she remarked as she put the helm down and brought Lapras up onto the wind. It's been years since she's done that, but you'd never know.
That was Saturday. This morning, Mom called with sad news: 99 years, one last cup of tea, and her mother, my dear Nana, drifted off to be with the Lord.
We love you Nana.
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3 comments:
Your mom still has it, never lost it. Glad to see that you're putting the boat to use.
Sorry to hear about the main mum. Hopefully there's lots of good tea up there.
A week of letting go! And done with grace.
Our best wishes for your family in transition.
Yay for mum!
My most sincere condolences for your Nana.
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