Later in the afternoon the guy from the nursing home phoned in to say Oma has died. We drove there immediately, and Arpi walked in later (his bike is stolen). We saw her in the cooling room, looking not too different than a week ago, at last at peace and not trying to walk away. Gone quite thin over these five and a half years since she went to live in nursing homes.
We went downtown to arrange the funeral. Then went home, talked with the girls a bit, then drank.
8-XI-2021 - 4-VIII-2025