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Oh kimmy I'm sorry.  I guess it unfolded as it had to.

She passed away Monday afternoon, with medical assistance. She was quite content and in fact glad that it was over. She phoned me at work Monday, a couple of hours before it happened. It was an extremely difficult phone call.  It was kind of surreal talking to her knowing that she would be dead in a couple of hours.   She again told me that she was proud of me, and that she would see me again in the afterlife.  Since neither of us actually believe in an afterlife, that was an odd thing for her to tell me, but I guess she was just trying to support me. It's funny to me that she was the one who was dying and I was the one that needed support. Regardless, she was remarkably composed and uncharacteristically kind.

My brother told me afterward that they had a bit of a party in the room while they were waiting for the event.  Everybody had wine or other drinks. Mom was the only sober person in the room, which is ironically the exact opposite of how she lived most of her adult life.

Anyway. I'm feeling okay right now. I've had a while to prepare mentally for this, and although last week was extremely difficult, I am okay.

 -k