Siblings
On a wintry day in January, 2018, our mother Diane left this gorgeous world. She did so in the same way she did many things: thoughtfully, and on her own, so as not to disturb anyone. We, her multiple children, were en route to see her when she slipped away. In this way we were forced to switch our plans from saying our goodbyes solemnly and sadly to begin the process of celebrating her life, in the style of a wake, as the wondrous woman and creator she was: of children, of poems, of books, of scholars for whom she served as mentor. This is about something that happened four months later during our official life celebration for mom, at a welcoming sacred space that felt like "home" that day, The Church of the...