This weekend was long but fulfilling. And kind of exhausting. But so, sooo needed. (rw and talk of death within)

draws hearts and hearts and hearts around you

So Saturday morning they changed the time of the get together to 12:30 in the afternoon. It was both good and bad because we didn't have to rush to get up there, but there was more traffic to get through.

And when there and I got there it was less a girls gathering and more of a, I'm really not sure. A living wake maybe? A death watch? Death watch seems the best word for it. Her daughter's, her friends, Bear and I and a few others sat around the room waiting for her to wake up.

ah, damn will finish this in a few, didnt realize the time and I have to go pick up my meds and hot the bank real quick.

hugshugs

hugshugs

/HUGS//

At the last minute I had grabbed my harp for the trip, and ended up playing for hours. Nothing special or fancy because I don't really know a whole lot but I was going up the scales and every 2nd or every 3rd note and just quietly kind of trying to pass the time away.

I got a lot of thank yous after. There is something about quiet harp music that is just very soothing.

She kind of woke up a couple of times but in the end she wasn't very lucid. When we finally left Debbie's we went to my friend Sherriann's place and spent the night at her house. And I ended up playing the harp for her little granddaughter for another hour or more.

:: offers a huge hug ::

The harp is special! I'm glad you chose it's music as a gift to give those you love.