She died quietly. Painlessly. Gradually enough that we knew it was coming.
All of the practicalities that must be dealt with when someone dies. Planning the funeral, burial, reception. Sadness one minute, laughter the next. One of those occasions when the family all comes together. As much to be together as to say a final farewell.
My mother in law gave me a priceless gift a few days before she died. As I leaned down to kiss her goodbye, she stared into my eyes with her pure blue eyes and said "I have liked you for a very long time". She was not focused, but away somewhere. That was the best gift I have ever received.
We have found hundreds of old family pictures. What to do with them all. I feel that we are the stewards of them.
From a little baby to an old woman, and even in death, Mary Sherwood was very loved.
Mary Imogene Burke 9 weeks old