November 17, 2007

Still thinking about my little old lady

My son was asking about her and I had to explain why I was sad yesterday.  I didn't want to use "went to sleep" or any other euphemisms because that would confuse him, so I outright told him that she died because she was very very very old.  Fortunately, he didn't ask what "died" was yet and left it at that.

I hope I made a small difference in her life at the end.  I think I did, and that thought makes me feel a bit better.  She had almost no one visiting her:  she never married, had no children, and most of her friends and distant family lived out of the area except for a nephew who visited when he could.  But she had me every Friday for a few weeks.

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