Today would have been my parents' 62nd wedding anniversary. But my mother died in 2002 and my father in 2006.
You have seen this picture before. It is my surrogate mother, Mrs Marjorie Braund, whom I have loved dearly for nearly forty years. As regular readers of the bloggo will know she has been seriously ill with multiple cancers.
She has taken a turn for the worse, and Dave B-P (her grandson, and my nephew and heir apparent to the CFZ circus) and I went to see her last night. She was barely conscious and although she recognised us and acknowledged our presence, said very little that was coherent.
Dave and I ask your prayers at this difficult time.
"Reflect on this: The realisation of impermanence is paradoxically the only thing we can hold onto, perhaps our only lasting possession." Sogyal Rinpoche