|My mom with her sister Janet and brother Lloyd|
For those of you who don't know, I lost my 89 year old brother, Lloyd, on Monday, after he had two very bad infections and other medical complications. The good part is that we were able to take him home from the hospital and he had some very good days at home. He was a kind, thoughtful, curious, creative man who taught me many lessons about life.Like my parents, in recent years I saw more of my Uncle Lloyd than I ever did in my younger years. One of my fondest memories is of visiting him last January with Kieran, and getting a walk-through art show in his home. He was ready to die, I think, and I too am glad that he was able to die at home, knowing that he was loved and cared for. Instead of a service (which he did not want), my parents will honor him with an art show in his home.