In her later years after the children were gone Meme took up tole painting.
She painted up until the day she died making gifts for people.
Meme was a very giving person and the world is a better place because she was in it.
Thank you Meme for the gifts you gave. I miss you!

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tubes of paint arranged neatly in a row waiting to have the life squeezed out of them. brushes of all sizes and shapes sitting in the jar waiting for her hand to caress them an unfinished project of love waiting forever waiting for just a moment I see her there as she lovingly makes the strokes with her brushes salty tears falling into the paint as she lovingly paints a goodbye this project is all she has left to give of herself and she knows time is running out I look at the tubes of paint silently arranged neatly in a row waiting the brushes jauntily sticking out the top of the jar like flowers she will never see the room is silent, she is not there silently I walk out of her shrine leaving the emptiness behind to lovingly paint with words a goodbye copyright © 2002

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