And this is my mother as always enjoying her grandbabies.   At ted.com you can listen to Jill Bolte Taylor talk about her stroke experience.  If language is destroyed in your brain you instantly enter nirvana.  For eight years Mom sat in a hospital bed and I was so saddened to leave her - having so many people in her life and she alone.  BUT apparently she had the essence of God in her every breath.  Words became a distraction - at least JBT has come back from the silence to share that with us.  

She rests under a big beautiful pine with an evening breeze that  comes all the way from the coast.  And near a cowboy who I'm certain she's made an acquaintance.  Anybody that knows me knows I too have fondness for cowboys.