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Location is actually San Simeon, CA. Coin 27vt-7xz. I couldn't correct it.
I forgot to mention that I was honored to know Mareyna's godmother. She was one of the loveliest, kindest, sweetest, most spiritual and compassionate angels you could ever know. A great loss for those of us left behind.
This coin has not traveled far. It is in the same small town of Cambria, CA. I received it nearly two years ago from my sweet friend and "Fairy Goddaughter" Reyna after my dear, devoted father, Robert Louis Mayer, died. I happen to know the sweet man who started this coin rolling, her "birth-brother" and it is exactly like him to constantly reach out. Both of them are huge-hearted humans.
My father died alone on January 15, 2021. In a quarantined Kaiser hospital in Panorama City, Southern California, of Pneumonia, Congestive Heart failure, Renal failure and Covid-19.
---- Days before he died, and days after, my mom had some episodes of irrational behavior. Her memory loss, suddenly much worse, was found to be Alzheimers disease months later. She needed a memory-care facility. My sister and dear sister-in-law found a great facility near their homes, 6 to 7 hours away from me. We had to move mom. It was devastating. I felt like a traitor abandoning my dear, giving, exceptional and saintly mother. I am not kidding, look up her obituary I wrote on Legacy.com Margaret Regina (McGowan) Mayer. We also had to let go of the family home of 60 years. It took my sister and I five months before our siblings helped us. Every month we sorted through mountains of things, tens of thousands of papers, photos, etcetera. Donating countless things. I visited mom as often as I could, called every day, wrote every few days. It was very hard. Covid-19 kept her friends from visiting. My siblings gave her frequent phonecalls and visits, packages of goodies, shopping sprees, lunches out whenever possible. When she was sad or frustrated, it was devastating for my sister and I especially. She died on St. Patrick's day this year, 14 months after our father. I am still picking up the pieces, as I ignored my own life for three years helping my/our parents. I cry more easily now, but have caring family and dear friends/extended family. I know that I did everything I could to help and comfort my parents. And, obviously, dear souls in my life have comforted me. I am blessed and grateful.
Love each other, embrace your family, friends, and even strangers if you can. One smile, hug, handshake, and/or kind word and gesture can brighten someone's day or save a life. Their value is beyond measurement and they are healing to the spirit and the soul.
LOVE, LOVE. LOVE.
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