Elma slipped away without my knowing. Within our family circle, she had been a forever-friend and I can not remember life without her. And then, after my knock at her door and my entry into her home, I discovered her chair was gone. Her things were gone. Elma was gone. And no words were left behind.
Elma passed on April 8 of 2013. I was sitting next to my beautiful Mom in Belleville General Hospital the day that Elma passed away.
At Thanksgiving, I remember Elma because for most of twenty-five Thanksgivings, maybe thirty, Elma was sitting at my feast table, with my children and our friends. I will remember her again this year. I love you, Elma, and may you rest in peace.