The two most elder in this photo (not counting Santa) are three years apart in age and in their nineties. The next generation, their daughters, are three years apart in age too, the very youngest being me. Each of these two are the oldest of three girls. I love sharing that sibling configuration with my friend, Jeanne.
Tinky died yesterday at almost 99. Mostly, to be honest, I am happy for her. She lived a long and fascinating life, was well-loved and died peacefully.
For this, I am encouraged. I hope we can live into such a graceful and swift passing when my mother’s time comes.
As I remember Tinky and wrap my arms around Mom tomorrow, I will bless the day I was born. How grateful I am to love these nonagenarians, especially the one who gave me life.
Always Bridging 
Well said, dear friend. My mama too departed just prior to her 99th. Give Bernie a hug for me too. Those are the most important things to collect in our lives, I am certain.
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Thank you my sweet friend. My mom with her generous spirit, passed from this world peacefully. Now she’s on to the next adventure. I wonder what that will be.
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