Go Gentle Into That Good night I

Losing my dad three years ago was life changing for me. He had a devasting stroke just after he and my mother got to their Florida condo in January. My sister, brother and I drove straight through from Fargo to Florida to help my mom make the final decision and to say our goodbyes Respecting his oft-spoken wishes and living will, we did not permit the doctors to continue life support and after 10 days he passed away quietly. I'm working through my feelings in a series of quilts that represent the 24 hour drive but also the stages of grief. This piece came from our first evening in Florida as we sat on the beach at sunset and I accepted for the first time that he was not going to get better. Work remaining: Quilting and binding.