I Came Home From Okinawa To A Sold Sign On My Lawn

watching the sun set. The SOLD sign was a distant memory. My lawn was green and mowed.

My phone rang. It was the hospice nurse. Aunt Martha had passed away peacefully in her sleep, looking out at the ocean.

A wave of sadness washed over me, but it was followed by a sense of peace. I had done right by her. I had given her the comfortable end my father continue reading …