Ah, November

 Another precious person joins the Patron Month of Lost Mothers and, in this case, such a good friend. 

I'll miss you so. 

It doesn't seem possible that this was just 13 months ago. We were so happy to be together, even though it was on the front porch with a heater.  I remember how much you loved your lunch. You took a picture to send your sister and told her how spoiled you were by all the little doings.  How grateful am I for those times, and for all the times you straightened books, ran copies, strung weaving boards, worked one one with  student who had tried my patience to the bitter end. For all the smell good candles, anti-stress lotion, sweet little pins and pumpkin bread every October for years and years. The way you wore an angel sweatshirt I made you when Rae and Tim were in third grade thirty years ago when they were popular.  All the times you told me what a wonder I was. All the way you supported me through many losses.  The way you loved my kids and grandkids.  The way you were the example of unconditional love.  What a loss to this ol' world.