Maggie and Ma

I picked up Maggie's ashes yesterday and brought them home. She is on a bookcase now. I don't know what I will do with them yet. I keep looking in her corner, keep thinking "Save a bit for the dog" each time I eat, keep listening for her in the morning. It will fade in time, but I will always miss her.

On a positive note, my mother-in-law (above with Maggie) is back home after her stroke and weeks in the hospital. She still needs 24-hour support, so my wife has spent a few nights over there. But "Ma" is recovering and doing well.