I feel so empty. Daisy died today. We've been walking for six days now. Ruth found her in the morning, already long gone. I can only hope that she was at peace. It hurts my heart to know that she'll never find this Zion we're all seeking.
I want to say something good and dignified about the mother who chose me, but I think my grief has used up all the words.
If I had left her. If there had been another way. If. Tonight, I bury her.
May the All Merciful One shelter her with the cover of His wings; bind her soul in the bond of life. I don't believe, but I know the words. I hope that's enough.