Yesterday, one year ago on the 24th, Mary spoke her last words, closed her eyes and slipped out of her body. She was no longer in pain. No longer in pain from physical stresses. No longer suffering from the human bondage of responsibilities and to-do lists. No longer planning for what’s next or what still needs to be done. Mary was finally at peace with herself and the world.
What a wonderful completed plan she orchestrated. What a beautiful execution of her finale.
What an honor she entrusted to me to be her final guide. Did she know in her heart that only I could provide the last moments she envisioned in her plan? I feel content that I gave her everything she asked for and needed to make the transition most joyful.
I saw this jpg yesterday and thought it appropriate.
