Leota, my Mamma, lived her life on her own terms. She laughed, loved and enjoyed her life. At 91 years young, on a morning when she awoke happy and alert, Leota took a breath and was gone. It was as if she had simply walked through an unseen door.

I'm sure that Bob, my Daddy, and Roger, my brother, were there on the other side of that door.

August 3, 2011 10:40 PM