Last year, at eighty-six, my mother-in-law of twenty-three years had surgery to remove over half of her cancer-filled stomach. We went before the surgery, to stay until Minnie was out of rehab and either back at home or settled in a nursing home.
We had spent almost no time in her Cleveland home since our marriage. She loved to travel and we met her in the Bahamas, in Vegas, and on cruises. She also visited our homes in Houston and Tahoe where she would get to spend time with my Read more