I hope she does too.
It was a good visit and though she talked of dying frequently, it often was with a bit of humor or a peacefulness.
Whenever we say good-bye in person or on the phone, we each say "I love you." She said it first this time and after I replied with "I love you too, Mom" she said, "I know you do!"
That is when my throat closed up (and does again as I type this). For isn't that, after all, the most wonderful thing of all .... knowing we are loved.
This week I am wondering if those I love know it ....