i sent the obit i wrote to my sister, and she followed up with this:
the doctor said she had never seen such a dainty maincoone (sic)- she was just like water. the night before we put her to sleep, she kept waking me up and laying by my head, trying to comfort me. can you believe it. to the end she was always thinking of me. i miss her so much. i love you, thank you.
god. why does beauty have to hurt so much? what is that all about anyway? if i wanted to find out, what would i google? "beauty that hurts" "when pain comes from nice things" ??
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