Della died from liver disease one month after her first grandkid was born.
At her funeral, I got a heart-shaped pin with her picture attached. Lipstick red as her shirt, chin lifted, she smiles at me still. I keep it at hand as a reminder that life should never be viewed through a jaundiced eye.
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2 comments:
Your blog is lovely and so very human.
Thank you.
CB: Thanks for your visit and your comment. You make my day!
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