Mom has been gone for 9,497 days, or 26 years. I think of how Elijah (maybe Isabel?), Kelsey and Kaitlyn knew her, and how Kameron, Joey, and Morgandy didn’t, except from anecdotes and remembrances. And now the great-grandkids, Ollie and Julia, will probably know even less about her. That seems a shame; by all rights she should still be alive, only about 83. If the Niche lasts long enough and they have any interest, I hope they can find out a fair bit about her here. I don’t think I’ve ever written any mother that didn’t have a healthy dash of Mom in her, from Ma in Deacon’s Peak to Olind, Roth’s mother. I wonder what it would be like to know about my own great-grandparents. I did meet Omama, Pop’s grandma, when I was very young, too young to ask many questions. And all memories of the loved dead grow dimmer and dimmer, with fewer people to ask about them or reminisce with about them with every passing year.
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