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The house is finally silent. The stream of family and well-wishers has dried and I am left alone with my thoughts.<\/div>\n
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She closed her eyes for the last time just five days ago, but already I feel the hollow chasm, the chilling winds that remind me. I am an adult orphan now, parentless .\u00a0 A mother and a father snatched in the same year is a double blow. \n<\/div>\n
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Somehow, I thought they would always be around, invincible, oblivious to the ravages of time.\n<\/div>\n
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I sit here at the dining room table and the walls speak. There\u2019s the picture of my two sons, one hanging on each shoulder, with a happy mother gazing at us.\u00a0 A lifetime ago it seems. And there\u2019s the photos hanging of distant relatives on the wall outside the kitchen. \u00a0Out in the living room is a reproduction painting of a \u00a0creek flowing through deep\u00a0 woods that my father \u201cdecorated\u201d with two deer cut out from a magazine.\n<\/div>\n
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His tools are still in the garage. Her kitchen is just the same.\u00a0 My, how the world was blessed by them. \n<\/div>\n
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She met him 63 years ago at a Stockton, CA, restaurant. p. The tanned lean man that looked like he came from the movies and she, fiery red hair and\u00a0 gregarious nature. They were an unlikely pairing \u2013 but most of them are.\n<\/div>\n
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He left this world first and she, being of the stubborn kind, decided to be apart from him was the worse kind of living. Her life without dad was just going through the motions. She never did find a way to grip on the slippery slope.\u00a0 \n<\/div>\n
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Photo by David Rupert. Just 1\/4 a mile from my parent\u2019s home<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
In her final days, the doctors said it was bone marrow cancer. There was only the promise of pain-filled treatment that was really, in the end, hopeless. \u00a0The joy in this is that there is no suffering now.\n<\/div>\n
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Her Bible was left open on the table, along with the devotional book open to the last things she read. The passage and reflection were on rest.\u00a0 It\u2019s well-deserved.\n<\/div>\n
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With mom, there would have been no near-death experience to recount. I\u2019m sure that once she saw the light of glory, there was no coming back.\n<\/div>\n
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And there\u2019s not a doubt in mind that the first words she heard were, \u201cWell done, Annie. Well done my faithful child.\u201d\n<\/div>\n
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