Whatever you want to do do it today,
there are only so many tomorrows...
After 93 years and seven months the light faded from
Molly's eyes. Yesterday, Arvid's mother took her last breath.
Holding her hands to the very end was her son, Arvid's younger
brother. Arvid did not make it in time to see his mother one
last time. To hold her, and say "I love you mom 😢"
Molly's three granddaughters were a constant presence
by her side, as was her grandson Michael. They never
let go of her hand. She felt safe, and as much
as one can be ready to die, Molly was.
Does not make it any less heartbreaking. I only
wished she would have held on until Arvid was there.
Until he was able to hold her and hug her one more time.
That didn't happen. Two brothers. Arvid is the eldest.
Arvid is watching soccer and Sniff refuses to move.
How does your day look. Still very cold here.
Death is the end of a lifetime.
Not the end of a relationship...