The world has lost a character, and a cherished mom... My mom – Elinor Bernice Dilatush – died early Wednesday morning. She was free of pain and fear, comfortably in bed. Up until just the past few days she was active, happy (oh, so happy!), and excited about her new situation here in Northern Utah. My brothers and sister and I are thankful that her last days were as good as they were, and that she didn't have a long, miserable time at the end. We're also thankful that she was able to see my brother Scott and Debbie (my wife) once again; these were high on her bucket list. If we could ask her what regrets she had, I suspect her answer would have been something like “That the 2016 election has Trump and Clinton as candidates!” As regrets go, that's not so bad...
I will be writing more about her when some time has passed and the emotions aren't so raw. I'm expecting that writing about her will be much more challenging than writing about my dad was, as my memories about her are less about stories and more about feelings...
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