Dear Friends of Esther,
Esther Abbott, Carl’s mother, passed away on Friday, August 22nd, at home. Her last days were incredible. She said she wanted to die for she had had a wonderful life, had done all she wanted to do, and was ready to go. She didn’t want to eat or drink. Nevertheless, we served her food and drink, but she ate almost nothing. She was in no pain. She was just resolute, saying she wanted to go “home.”
On Thursday morning she woke and told us that this was her last day. She was most calm. I asked her if … Continue reading ‘Esther Henderson Abbott, 1911–2008’
Have you ever run into someone you once were “in love” with and thought “What the hell was I thinking?” I think rose colored glasses may have come into play. Those little glasses sure play a big role in a lot of romances. They can stay on for awhile too. When that lens clears up the view just gets dirtier. Ha. They have done scans on the brains of the people who are “in love”. I mean the love that can see no fault. I mean bow wow puppy love. It sure is fun when it’s going on until it isn’t. But back to the brain scans. They found that when they showed a person a picture of their beloved that the area of the brain that has to do with rational thought showed no signs of activity. I’m sure it’s for a reason. Nature wants us to procreate. Rose colored glasses or a 6 pack. Well”¦both have a
