I have been meaning to reply to your insight to the loneliness of her death mirroring her life. How true. In fact, when D7's special ed teacher called me today, we discussed this.
She's going to send home this lady's mother's address so I can acknowledge this by a card.
What really saddens me is that I invited her out to dinner at that art show, which happened to be my birthday. I could tell she wanted to go, but she hemmed. I finally said, "For crying out loud, S, I'm paying! It's my birthday gift to me! Please come!" She ultimately said no.
I spoke to Mr. Wonderful about this yesterday and told him I want to pay for a hole sponsorship in our charity golf tournament and put her name up there so she knows she isn't forgotten. He agreed that it was a good idea. (I do have them from time to time! )
Thanks for sharing your thoughts. They are appreciated.
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
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Betsey 
