Mom

I call her Mom, but Ginger is my mother-in-law. When I married her son in December 1967 she welcomed me into the family with open arms...and cookbooks, which I sorely needed! My own Mom died in 1980 but even before that Ginger had always been there for me, without complaint. She also taught me how to be a good mother-in-law.
She's in hospice care right now and it's only a matter of days, possibly weeks before she passes. I sat with her yesterday and held her hand, stroking the fine bones. She watched me, but couldn't communicate by voice or movement. It's so sad to see this once vital woman leaving us this way. She has suffered a lot, and our family has suffered with her. I'll always remember her, and be so very grateful for her presence in my life.