My Mom had a discussion with me today about where she should be buried when she dies. I touched her hair, I felt her warm face, kissed her forehead, and held her hand for a minute, I want to remember them. It seems so cruel that we ever have to say goodbye, yet we have to say it to everybody we love. If they do not leave us, we will leave them. I do not want her or anyone else I love to go. I told her this weekend that we just have to keep on living, until we don’t. So I will do my best not to grieve too soon, although I have very little luck with this at times…………………As for today, I am really happy we still have her.