As I shared with Denise, I lost my mom recently too. And as sad as I am, I realize all I have now are memories. Good memories. Funny memories. Happy memories. (Instead of having to see her sick, and present, but unable to speak).
Remember Aunt Marilyn as she danced and smiled, and she’ll never really leave you.
Thanks for writing. I’m so glad you enjoyed meeting Morrie. Perhaps he and Marilyn share a dance now.