A memorial service was held on Sunday for my dear friend, Beverly M. I had been with her almost daily for the remaining weeks of her life, and when I couldn't pay a visit, I called. Letting go was difficult for her. And me too. She was 82 and had lived life as an adventure. Her travels took her all over the world, from China to Russia and all the countries of Europe too. Greece was one of her favorite locations, but Paris was a favored destination too, perhaps because of her interest in art. Besides being a nurse, she was an accomplished artist. M[...]