She's gone

...but I won't forget her.

One week after Remembrance Day, my mother finally let go and died.

Looking outside my window this morning, it looks like she sent a kiss from heaven.

Remembrances

Today is Remembrance Day in Canada. Being out of the country, I find it odd not seeing a red poppy pinned onto everyone's jacket.
Today is also the day Kurt Vonnegut was born. To observe that event, I always used to write him a letter. And no, I never heard back, but that didn't stop me. If I were at home, and had my books at hand, I'd probably do a browse-through some of his books -- a little surrogate 'visit' with him.

Another view of Chicago

Last time I came to this area, the first photo I took was of this very (I thought) Chicago-themed T-shirt. It's kind of a long ways from the Obamafest that lingers. Still, it also carries its own message of strength and hope.

Other side of the line

Weird being this side of the line, still in the afterglow of Tuesday's election. Right now, I'm not only in the U.S., I'm actually in a suburb of Chicago. Obamatown.