On my way home from the nursing home today, I stopped at traffic lights. As I waited, I pressed the buttons on my phone, sending my friend a text message. The last word of the 3-word message kept coming up wrong - at least it was not what I was intending to say. Although I kept pressing 'options', somehow each 'wrong' message struck me as incredibly true and right.
My message said this:
'She is good'
'She is home'
then, finally, what I was trying to say all along
'She is gone'.
Mama, my darling Mama, may you fly free and rest easy.