Telling: Streams & Logs


Oct 1 - lbk

Marian died this morning about 5:30. Lisa and Ric and I were with her, watching as the gaps between breaths grew longer and longer until all there was was gap. Incomprehensible. I cannot free myself from the sense-memory of that deep chill. People began to trickle in as word got out. Lots of people came, bringing food. After the funeral home took her away, I had to go too.