Well, it has been a busy day. Mom died at 1:04 PST this morning. Her passing was gentle - the gods bless the people at the Hospice. When I brought my brother over to my sisters house (where we are gathering as she is the next senior female in the blood kin) at 0 dark thirty this morning a huge owl flew up into the tree near the door and sat there to greet us. It stayed for a while and then flew westward. The gods always send a guide to help souls on their way.
We have been arranging funeral homes, interment plots, the sequence of the service. All my brothers and sisters are here. Their children are here. The childrens children are here
I have read the many messages sent from you all to my family.
I am so sorry to be late on this, but I am glad that we are able to help in some very small way at this time of you and your families' great sorrow. I found your story about the owl so touching.
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