By KAY KERBYSON“I want to go home”. Those were my Mom’s most memorable words, after “I love you”, just before she passed away from cancer.
At that moment, I thought I knew exactly what she meant. It was physical, not a call to God to take her, but a wish to be back in the house she had lived the majority of her adult life; the house where
she raised her two kids and watched them go off into the world; where she worked from and happily retired in. It was the home she shared with my Dad and the one in which she outlived him. Home
in every sense of the word.
So it came as somewhat of a shock, when one Read More















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