January 18, 2011
I got a phone call from DL, saying his mother had died last week. She had been a ballet dancer a long time ago, and was a lovely, very eccentric lady. She had four cats. Strangely, I had thought of calling her last week or the week before, to have a chat. But I didn't... I knew she was lonely and not too well. I was grateful for her being there for me with the dancing classes, during that year after my daughter died. Her son was my daughter's first boyfriend. They were very much in love many years ago.