Monday, April 9, 2012

white is for angels

Did you hear the little bell late last week? Another angel received her wings. Of that I am sure.

Clearly even in life she was an angel. The only woman I knew who could look radiant and fresh in a white linen jacket all day. She knew that to make the best pasta you just had to start with the coldest tap water you could draw from the faucet. The mother to my DH when his own mother died at far too young an age.

Words escape me. What a loss. What a gift she was. My heart is with all her loved ones.

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