As she lays dying . . .

Yesterday morning Mom was transported to Hospice House of Spokane to receive comfort care during her final hours or days.

Last night, Peg stayed with her and found it to be a very sad experience, for Mom, while still alive, has been unconscious since yesterday morning and is clearly in her final stages of life.

Bill and I joined Peg in the vigil at about 3 this morning because signs suggested that the end was near. But that ole' body that she took such good care of doesn't seem to want to finally wind down, in spite of herself.

Bill, Peg and I are each handling our mom's death in our own ways, but we're continuing to be supportive of one another. Living through this sad, sad time with them as my companions has given me a new level of admiration and love for each of them. Bill's sense of humor has continued to help relieve us of some stress, even as he struggles mightily with his own grief. Peg's wonderful sensitivity and understanding, coupled with her admirable professional expertise from years as a social worker make her the best resource a sister could possibly hope for in such a situation.

Mom has received many kindnesses from her other relatives and friends over these difficult two-and-a-half weeks--visits from Jim's sons and their families, gifts like a beautiful quilt made by a long-time friend and neighbor, and kind assistance with things like collecting the mail. There have been too many to mention.

The vigil continues, sadly, but will soon, we expect, come to an end.

Love to all on Rita's behalf.