This letter gave my mother much enjoyment. It was the last letter I wrote to her before her stroke of December 26. I had one more conversation before that stroke early morning of that day. It was a lovely conversation. Even though she had not yet had the stroke we felt the end may have been near, we said farewell to each other’s spirit. We talked again after the stroke but she was encumbered by hospital paraphernalia and it was never again quite the same.