We left our answering machine turned off at home while I'm here in Mt Dora at my friend's and my husband is in Savannah. My cousin's daughter in law tracked me down with a message on Facebook late yesterday. Since she had no other way to find me, I'm glad I decided to check my friend's machine. My cousin, my dear like-a-sister first cousin, died in her sleep night before last. She had emphazema and was on home oxygen, but I never expected her to go so suddenly and without warning. Apparently, it was a heart attack. I was grateful that I was with a good friend when I got that message. I suppose I also have to be grateful that she didn't go through that terrible end stage of this illness of being unable to breathe. I'm trying to be grateful, but my heart is sad. Her space is empty now and I'll miss her.
This note is for you, Dee. Since I don't have access to my photos here, the bottom link leads to a private photo blog I kept up for a while. My fifth birthday party with Dee to my left. We were in 'mama Jackson's' back yard, our neighbor. My house was in out background.
Photo of Dee and me