Basically, I am happy here. I could be “happier”, I suppose, but that is the human condition. We can all always be happier. But I know I am lucky to be as well off as I am, given that I am not a particularly beautiful or wealthy or married older woman, just sort of out there somewhere between this and that. Please know that I appreciate life’s gifts so much. And this opportunity to have a normal relationship with my mother even if at the end of her life means so much to me in bringing me comfort and joy. It is somewhat akin to the memory of the love I have felt for the Blyss borzoi in my life, now gone. And soon my mother will be gone, too, after this all too brief passing by in the hallways of our lives where we briefly intersected after a long absence. It was sad to have been and although not by my choosing I nevertheless had to accept it with grace. And no sooner had we met, we had to say good-bye again.