I'd been Christmas shopping with her recently; we bought her new clothes including a beautiful winter coat, new tops and under things, etc. I'd been stocking the kitchen with her favorite brands: she always spent a couple weeks at our house during the Holidays. We're all shocked because she spent Thanksgiving Day with us and seemed fine. She died the following afternoon. She was a gentle, softspoken, retired schoolteacher. She was refined, intelligent and laidback. But she died the way all of us would like to, if we had a choice. Quick! No hospital. No nursing home. Nada! We've got mom's dog, Daisy. It's a good thing Daisy likes it here. Thank you
ladies for the well wishes and prayers. Can always use prayers.