She was ready -- her body slowly releasing the strength and will to live -- her spirit longing to greet those who had made the journey before her. We smiled and embraced as we said goodbye. I held back tears and the words I had said so many times before "see you soon." She was ready, but I was not. Several weeks later she was gone. A Cooper's Hawk appeared on the top of my car two days after her death, and I felt her presence once again. I am convinced her spirit now soars in the heavens. She was ready, and in this I find solace.
May you find peace in letting go and blessings for a gratitude-filled new year.