As I carve out my life as an innkeeper/educator, and move on to the level of philanthropist/educated -- I marvel at my own stamina. With my many, many helpful friends and students I/we are getting all the tasks done in dismantling The Senator's Gate Bed and Breakfast.
It needed to end. It was a long and beautiful segment in Sheila's and in Mel's life -- but then it ended in the premature illness and death of Sheila Nassif Mrochinski. "Bad Luck" the doctors said; certainly not "karma" I said -- since She was the kindest most honestly real Southern belle I have ever and will ever know. I loved her with everything I had -- and it was still not enough to keep her alive, at least physically. But she will always be alive in my mind's eye, and in my heart, and in my soul. She was and is the best -- there may be others for me, but She was the best.
Resist, resist, resist!!!
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