My mother-in-law passed away at 6:45 this morning. No one made it on time to see her, she went so quickly, finally.

I am glad her suffering is over. Now, we can move on to fond remembrances, instead of mourning the terrible manner in which she went. I will remember her telling me about how good my meat was after Easter, and being forever teased about that fact by the rest of the family. I will remember her taking care of my step-daughter, of providing me with my wonderful wife and of being her second favourite son-in-law, most days.

Some days, I made it to number one, like when we brought her with us for Italian on Valentine’s.

Goodbye, Judy. Your suffering is at an end. I hope you are at peace.

We loved you.

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