mom

Here is a photo of Trudi, my mom, the night before her life changed dramatically. she called everyone she could think of that night, or emailed them. she went to sleep thinking of more people she wanted to touch base with, but just didn't have time. she never woke up as that same person.
all I have done for the last couple of years is complain about her. now I feel like such an ass. believe me, most of it was founded though.
the next night, May 14, after her heart surgery she had a devastating stroke. and a few days ago she completed her final surgery toward recovery. she had her skull bone replaced over her brain. she's doing pretty well. but she is missing. parts of her are really gone. it's surreal in a way, like thinking of infinite space. where did she go? was she all just in her brain, or aren't we all existing beyond those borders?
here she is now. well this is a couple of days before latest brain surgery. Maybe she will return.