Two weeks ago when I gave you the news about Mark. You like all of us were sad.
You then asked to see, Ryan, I flew him in.
You said good bye to your grand kids and slipped.
On cue as always, you put others in front of you. You hung on for 14 days while we waited for paper work to clear to bring mark home.
Today after we dropped flowers on Marks Casket and lowered it we came to see you after the funeral.
I held your hand, your eyes where open, I moved a bit to the right your eyes followed, then a bit to the left, again they followed.
Although you could not move, you saw me in my suit, tears ran down the sides of your face. Ten more breaths and you are gone.
Thank you for waiting for us to deal with Mark.
You had a long life, suffering in the end.
You were a great mom.
You always loved Halloween, loved giving the kids big bags of chips and candy. You were so generous.
Ironic, you pick this day to move on to the next level.
I love you. I will take care of dad, don't worry. But you know that.
Mark always loved your meat balls. He's going to get fat now that the two of you are up in heaven.
