I visited my mother yesterday. I am collecting pictures for her book which I am publishing via Blurb.
She said, “I have the pictures, I just don’t know where they are, but I know the ones I want.”
She then proceeded to go through the pictures in her office. This can be an endless procedure for her as she enjoys each picture and tells a story about them.
As I was leaving, she mechanically told me that she loved me, “you will never know how much I love you.”
Then today. I receive an email from her. I had emailed her the song that I played at my brother George’s memorial service. You can find that here.
My Cynthia! I just found this and playing it gave me such comfort and tears. You are such a blessing to all of us. We love you so much. You are a gift to the whole family, even the world.