My great aunt Anita passed away in the middle of the night. She was 95. I was at her apartment yesterday evening with cousins, aunts and uncles. Her family was with her and I can only assume that was a great comfort to her as the family matriarch.
Two of my cousins are due to give birth momentarily. So as we say goodbye to the end of an era in our family, we are ready welcome in a new one. That’s how it’s supposed to go, right?
The painting above is by one of my favorites–Richard Diebenkorn.