Today I get to scratch something off my "To Do" list which has been haunting me for over two months. I've sent a lot of thank you notes to the people who expressed their sympathies on the death of my mother just before Thanksgiving, but I could not bring myself to write to the nurses and aides at the nursing home where she spent her last two years. Today I not only wrote the notes, I delivered them in person at lunchtime with a plant which had a "Thank You" balloon attached. Yes, I cried, and so did some of them. Yes, Super Snoop still drives me insane and always will. But I feel so much better. There are still half a dozen notes to write, but none of them is as emotionally dangerous as these were. I'll finish them before bringing dinner to my mother-in-law tonight, and then I shall put the funeral home's white bag into the attic, with cards, and spiritual bouquets and obituaries and get on with the business of healing.
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