One half hour before the end of an era

Mama called us at about 9am.  Right now, our clocks show 9:37am.  At around 10am, we are accompanying Mama to take Memaw to her new home.

Perhaps it sounds too dramatic, but it is the end of an era.  The era in which Memaw has lived either on her own or with someone who loves her unconditionally….my beautiful mother.

I know today will  be emotional, especially if Memaw gets disagreeable about going to the home.  Twilight is not a bad place, but I don’t think I’d want to LIVE there, you know?

I have a lot to say today, but there’s really not time to write it all down right now.

I want to thank John.  You made me feel pretty doggone special by mentioning our notes to you.  Like you, I never imagined that people might actually LIKE me.  I thought I had to be the eternal clown or the cry-on-my-shoulder best friend to EARN their "like".  I enjoy being the clown and the coms-b-f, though, so it’s not a far stretch from  whom I  really am.

It’s so complicated to explain.  That’s  why I have to write more later.  After the return from Twilight, which we used to refer to as Twilight Zone – when both my grandmothers used to WORK there.

Now, one is going to LIVE there.  My precious Memaw.  I pray that God takes especially good care of her.  She is such a beautiful soul, and she doesn’t deserve the torment she’s going through.  I guess it’s  suffer the sweet little white-haired ladies…..
Or something.

Much love to all.

My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack