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One of my favorite singers, Kate Rusby, had a brand new album (Philosophers, Poets and Kings) released three weeks ago, and it has a song on it “Until Morning,” that EXACTLY captures the feeling of my last night with Rob. It’s gorgeous, peaceful and healing.

We gathered in his hospital room that last night, the girls and I and all the family from around the country and a few treasured friends. We told stories and gave him his last tastes: ice cream and sips of his beloved Coca Cola. Then the others left him with me and the girls, and we kept our watch through the night. He opened his eyes and saw us again at 9:11 the next morning and died at 9:15.

"Kate Rusby: Until Morning from Philosophers, Poets and Kings" (Watch on YouTube)

Text from Fiona

This message took several years off my life tonight.



Okay, it was a false alarm, apparently. But I had been away from the news all day, and this was the first inkling I'd had of any incident. I read the first message and went into full-blown white out panic. The second backed me down to DEFCON 4. But until I could get my frozen fingers to check the news...OMG. I don't want to ever have to go through anything like that again.