29 March 2008
The recent full moon was our last real cold night. The days have been awesome -- in the upper 60s to 70s.
Trees, grass and flowers are springing to life. Once gray branches burst with color. People are glad to be in shorts again. The outside cafes are filling up in the early evening.
Just as life renews I say farwell to a family friend. My brother-in-law's mother passed away Easter Sunday. A nice woman.
The Mass was routine, the priest venting about 'folks not going to church enough' etc.
When he spread the incense around the coffin: silence.
That sign of finality. The end of our time in one world, the beginning of another.
Into the grandest adventure she goes first.