Thank you.

For everyone who left their condonlances for Leslie as a comment on yesterday's post, thank you.

Tuesday – Phone Call From Heaven

I think the only way I could have handled the news yesterday about Leslie with grace and humor would have been if she could have called me and delivered it herself. With almost every phone call, she had a way of making me laugh and cry, sometimes at the same time. Leslie, I think, would have appreciated her own death in a way that none of us left behind will ever be able to.

I can hear her voice with its slow Texas drawl, gravely from years of cigarettes and yelling at her son's doctors and nurses who needed to be taken down a peg.

"Hey girl, it's your cousin Leslie Carol! Listen, you are never going to believe what I did on Sunday. Never in a million years. I can't even believe it myself. Are you ready? I died!"

( One last phone call )