A month ago we had a mother. Not the mother we wanted and can vividly remember but the remnants of that mother. As a friend going through the same thing said a “different” mother One who was vulnerable, weak, tired, and ever so sleepy. Cared for and loved by so many people and encouraged to enjoy her life. But when the Life and Times of Genda are remembered they are a beacon for us all. Hurting no more. Sleep well mum.