so long, mom

After stubbornly (verily, her watchword) clinging on for all she could, Mom died early this afternoon.


Mom, signing our wedding documentation.

This weekend, we'll be celebrating her with impromptu readings from Clive Cussler and memorial viewings of Murder She Wrote, Midsomer Murders, Hustle and Pie In The Sky and loads of white wine.

Vale.

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