Mike the Boy Lives!

This was a rather traumatic day for the keeper, not for us, because we were stuck inside all day. She attended three different churches and was supposed to attend a concert at the last one, but fled home exhausted. She went to a church she used to lead which has become a shell of its old self, and she wanted to support them. She saw old friends but she felt their loss and fear.  Then she headed to Spanish Mass where she met a family living in a van and another whose son is in detention.  She tried to support them.

But she wasn't prepared to hear that her little brother who is 5 years younger in California had a heart attack and was being operated on in the afternoon.  They had just gotten back from some weeks in Greece. Thank God he was at Scripps La Jolla. She found out he was doing pretty well before she sought refuge at the cathedral.  She found comfort but didn't have any more juice to hang out or talk to others. She hopes the concert was grand. She is even happier her brother, who also likes cats, will live. She spoke with him. And they laughed. He didn't have any mystical visits with dead loved ones and he didn't see his life parade before him. But she told us that the realization of sibling mortality is sobering, to say the least.