On November 19, 2006, Dad passed away during the night. Mom, my sister and I along with all the grand kids and great grand kid were visiting with him the night before. There was no indication at the time that it would be the last time. Life was hard for him as he was physically disabled at the age of three and his father never forgave him for it. Despite his personal struggles and demons, he was a good and kind man.
Six months and six days later, Mom passed away from lung cancer on May 25, 2007. It was a sudden onset, diagnosed only weeks prior. Mom was strength and determination personified. She was a defender of the disadvantaged and a passionate protector of those she loved. Though she could not stand for animals to be in the house, the universe saw fit to gift her with a Pomeranian who was her constant companion for the last five years of her life.
Thank you for providing a place for me to share a small part of their lives with the world. They deserve that honor, I think, but then, maybe we all do.



