Lucia Mae Barrett passed away on October 4, 2010 — on her own terms, in her own bed, surrounded by the love of her family. She passed quickly and peacefully to that giant coffee shop in the sky.
I never met a person who didn’t love Lucia.
So long, Mom. See you on the other side.
I Love Lucia 
God bless her soul. I loved my Aunt Lucia. I saved a poem from when my mother died that I thought of yesterday when I heard that she had passed:
The Ship
by Bishop Brent
A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says, “She is gone.”
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large now as when I last saw her. Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.
And just at that moment, when someone at my side says she is gone, there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout – “There she comes!”
That is what dying is. An horizon and just the limit of our sight.
Lift us up O Lord, that we may see further.
Thank you, Norma. That is beautiful.