One moment she had a pulse --- the next she didn't. It was as simple as that.
One could argue that such an important event as death should receive more fanfare. We are happy that it did not. With family around her, Betty quietly and peacefully breathed her last, at the age of 77.
Her funeral will be on August 2nd, a graveside service at the cemetery on the windswept plains of Patho, where her husband is buried.
We met with the undertaker(ess) today and have planned most of what is needed. We're awaiting confirmation on a couple of things.
Last night was amazing. Steve's siblings Deb and Andrew stayed here and we talked, reminisced and laughed for hours. It was just a shame that their brother Greg couldn't be here. Funny how a death can do this, isn't it? Lovely, though.
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