Sunday, July 13, 2003

I visited my sister-in-law's new house today.  We haven't hung out and talked for quite a few months so it was nice to catch up.  [I left Galahad at home so he didn't have to endure girly talk two days in a row.]  She was the one who cared for my mom the last 3 months of her life in her previous house.  I think it's healthier to not have to be in the room where she died.  Somehow, I can still clearly see that vision though.  :(  She said she had just gotten rid of a bunch of Mom's clothes (not all though) in the move.  She kept a few favorite pieces that my mother loved.  We cried a bit and reminisced.  It was a cathartic evening.