All Hail the Traveler

Auntie Sue died last night about 10:30 pm. Mom went over about 9am and Sue was screaming in pain. Found a doc about 10ish who ordered morphine. Which, of course, didn't fucking arrive until after 2pm. She never made it to hospice, but thankfully, a hospice nurse came and sat with her so mom could go home. The nurse called mom at 1030 and told her she was dying and held the phone up to Sue's ear so mom and sdad could say goodbye. Mom and sdad then got dressed and went over there to kiss her goodbye. I'm heartbroken.

From my FB post:

My Auntie Sue died last night after a brief battle with leukemia. She would have been 78 this April. She was larger than life: a US Marine, a school teacher, and a librarian amongst many other things. She loved animals and had many companions over the years (geese, goats, horses, cats and always, her beloved dogs). She loved nature and it showed in her incredible artwork (watercolors, oils, photography, stained glass, wood burning, etc.). I had many magical summers with her with many wonderful adventures: riding in open Jeeps, bathing in freezing creeks, outhouses, sleeping under bats in the attic (and no ceiling!), warm fresh cow milk, geese biting toes, fighting goats for wild blackberries, combing through antique bookshops, etc. She was a New Englander at heart and I hope her Summerland is full of winding mountain roads, sunshine, autumn leaves, and grey stormy beaches. All Hail the Traveler!