RIP Betty Jane Kenney
This morning my mom passed away. Yesterday I thought she was dying but she was still breathing through the night. When I checked on her at 3:30 a.m. (I had an intuition that something had happened) she was taking quick shallow breaths. When her health aide arrived at their regular 7:00 a.m. time she was gone. She looked very peaceful and I think she must have passed easily. This afternoon I went to see my dad in the hospital (he's got pneumonia) and he's taken this development well. Tomorrow I'll go to the funeral home to make arrangements for her remains. Then, in a couple months, I'll organize a memorial service. (Since her friends are all fairly elderly it wouldn't do for them to come to a service during a cold winter day and themselves fall ill!) It's the end of an era. At the moment I'm not sure what else I can say. I hope her being — wherever it is and whatever it is — is happy.