Though the bamboo scarf I spun and knit for my mother-in-law was received, she never wore it. She died today. I'm teetering between being so sad, and also being extremely grateful that my husband got back east in time to see her while she was still lucid and she knew he was there. When my brother died a few years ago, I too saw him on his last clear day. I'm not religious, but I do consider that a blessing.
Rest in peace, Jeb. We love you.