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I think Anna or I may have posted this before, but I finally listened to the whole album it is from, The Life & Times of Scrooge, and it is magnificent.
I did, and it is. 😉👌

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My day is emotional. Meeting with Hospice at 2:30 while they evaluate Mom. She stopped eating this week. I'm flooded with memories of her and a feeling of aloneness as another person seems about ready to leave my life. I know its all part of the journey...I am sorry to hear that you are at this stage, WG. My Mum died in a home two years ago. She stopped eating, just kept saying that she wasn't hungry. My heart goes out to you and your family. To me, I felt that she knew that her time was coming, and she was prepared. Perhaps your Mum is too. 🙁
I'm sorry you lost your Mum too, Anna. Hospice has taken her under their care, said she had all the signs of nearing end of life. She's stopped eating and won't take meds. Just sits or sleeps. They said she could rebound a little, but it looked like she was getting ready to pass.
I do feel for you, WG. It is a very tiring and emotional time for all concerned. I will be thinking of you. All I will say is that when the time comes, it is not a time for sorrow, but a time to celebrate her life and the love that she gave you.
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An interesting entry just joined the comps. Had a mysterious, spooky vibe to it.
My day is emotional. Meeting with Hospice at 2:30 while they evaluate Mom. She stopped eating this week. I'm flooded with memories of her and a feeling of aloneness as another person seems about ready to leave my life. I know its all part of the journey...
I am sorry to hear that you are at this stage, WG. My Mum died in a home two years ago. She stopped eating, just kept saying that she wasn't hungry. My heart goes out to you and your family. To me, I felt that she knew that her time was coming, and she was prepared. Perhaps your Mum is too. 🙁
I had no idea that I could write until one day, not so many years ago, I began telling a short tale via emails. That person then said that I should be a writer. That got me thinking... of more stories. I joined a now-defunct short story website and found that other people enjoyed my story too. So I wrote another, and another, and then one story became a chapter, and then a novel. That was it, I was hooked. The pleasure for me is, that if just one person enjoys what I write, then it is worthwhile. Of course, I also enjoy how a story unfolds in my mind. I can't explain how these things happen, but generally, they are spontaneous and unfold as I write.