I have no words for this amazing post. Left me breathless with emotion.
A little over a year ago, we gathered family and friends on an island in Muscongus Bay in Maine to celebratePeter Hoffmann‘s (my father-in-law) life and bury his ashes in the island cemetery. It was a glorious day—sunny and warm—for a picnic, wine, and shared memories.
Sarah, my mother-in-law, asked the kids to craft parachutes with candy payloads and toss them from the treehouse to represent the Berlin airlift of Peter’s childhood.
Later, we lighted a bonfire, dined in the darkness, and listened to some of Peter’s favorite jazz recordings.
Then Sarah passed away around 3am that night, most likely from a heart failure brought on by a severe asthma attack. She had long struggled with diabetes and asthma.
There is no word for the emotion. Shock is far too tame. Disbelief, a limp noodle of a word. Nothing could be said.
So we said little, hugged a…
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