Lauri's mom passed away a few days ago and I feel so sad. She just recently brought her mother home to live with her, care for her, surround her with family love and support. The family was at her side when she passed, which is a beautiful thing. My family knew my grandmother was dying after a long battle with cancer and we were there up until the end. It hurts, but you don't want it any other way and I do believe it helps in the grieving process. I wish I could have been there for my grandfather, too. I don't have many words, but I keep thinking of this little Buddhist saying: "In the end these things matter most: how well did you love? how fully did you live? how deeply did you learn to let go?"