My mother died earlier this evening. I was on the phone with my dad when the Hospice facility called him. He had just left there 45 minutes earlier. My mom was gasping for breath and he could not stand to watch. I am so glad her struggles are over. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. My dad seems to be doing as well as possible. I thought the following was pretty cute. When my husband heard from me about my mom, he called my dad to see how he was and if he wanted to go get supper somewhere. Dad told him, no, he wanted to stay home. Told Randy he would be fine as long as the margaritas lasted. Randy told him he didn't know how long the margs would last but he knew there was plenty of tequila. You see, my mom always made sure there was plenty of EVERYTHING. Not too very long ago, my dad gave us a case of green beans. My mom had three cases of them. She was quite the
Costco fan. My mom preferred wine so the next time you have a margarita, or a glass of wine, how about toasting all the wonderful women who have made this earth a better place.