Grambie at 90


Pics will have to do for now, the bed is really calling this time. I love this woman more fiercely than any other relationship I've ever had ... until the kids came along and I know that fierceness once again. Letting go is really hard, and I'm reminding myself that I gave her permission to die last year when she more or less asked for it. She just went into assisted living, and I don't know how long she'll give it. She hates being 'locked in' to no car and utter dependence. I don't blame her.