My neighbor's mother is dying. While i was on vacation last week, my neighbor, Dee, came over and cut some sunflowers from my gardens to take to her mother, who hasn't eaten for days. I feel so happy that Dee made herself at home in my flowerbeds and felt free enough to simply take what she needed.
I let go of flowers.
Dee is letting go of her mother.
Dee's mother is letting go of life.