Passing

Time passes. Life passes. If you're not careful, life passes you by. But, that can't be said of My Beloved's mother. She has had a fine life, all 93 years of it. She worked her way through Sarah Lawrence College, met and married the love of her life while doing what they both loved best, sailing, and raised three great kids.

She has four grandchildren, a great-granddaughter, and a whole lot of related and unrelated people who think of her as a favorite aunt. She has been a mainstay of her church and her local Meals-on-Wheels program, always giving back to her community whether it be as scout den mother or volunteer at her college.

She is leaving us. We got the call while here in Hawaii on vacation and we are flying back to the east coast as soon as we can get there (why are airlines so damned unhelpful at times like this?), but we probably won't be in time to say goodbye. We'll have to be content with the time we had with her a couple of weeks ago. Those memories and a long lifetime of stories and remembrances will have to sustain us once she is gone. We are thankful we had that time.