I dream of Ginny

Ginny Gremlin, mentor, live-helper, mother, writer, and friend - full of wit, passion and compassion and understanding.

She's gone.

She went into hospital on the ninth of September. Yesterday, I found out that her condition was very serious.

This-morning I woke up to a message from her son that she had passed away in the night.

Ginny, we loved you. We miss you, already. Your loss diminishes us all.

We will not forget you. Rest in peace, dear one. You've more than earned it.