I never realized until this moment right now, of why I took this photo with my cell camera. This was the last picture that I ever took at Jane's home, on the day that I left there for the final time. I had spent the week closing the apartment up. It was a painful process, and I opened Jane's back door to let some air and light into the room.. I only wanted to remember how it used to be, when this back door was open, and the sun was shining in to Jane's kitchen. The wooden deck would be decorated with wren (bird) houses, wind chimes, and flowers like impatiens, four o'clocks and coleus (another one of Jane's absolute favorite plants). Jane would also always have a pink-poka-dot plant, which I would buy for her every spring. It's strange how different the same view can look , at one time sunny and alive, and then like this, cold, empty and very sad. This was the reason why I took this photo, it represented an end and my sister Jane's passing. This is the view that Jane saw every morning when she woke up, but now Jane is gone, and so are all the flowers and the warmth and the life that were there. It was an incredibly heavy hearted and sad moment for me, to close the back door on that memory and on that view, and to leave Jane's home for the last time.
Thank you for sharing your time today. Love and Light to you
