And . . . We’re Back!
Attentive readers may have noticed the lack of posts on 3pointD over the last couple of days. I wish this had been because of service outages at NightmareHost or because I’d been following some metaversal roadmap somewhere, but alas, that was not the case. What kept me away was the death last Saturday morning of my mom, Marilyn Wallace, whom I’ve mentioned here from time to time.
As I noted already to friends, mom slipped away peacefully and painlessly after struggling with cancer for more than a year. I had the great good fortune to be with her at the time and it was actually a beautiful moment. She had been nothing but happy to be surrounded by friends and family in her final weeks, and met all the challenges that were thrown at her with an unbelievable amount of grace and strength. (No complainer, was my mom.) We held a small ceremony for family on Monday and will hold a larger gathering to celebrate her life later in August.
Of course, none of that sums up the impact of losing your mom, which I don’t think I could really do in a blog post. I’m finding it a bit odd to contemplate blogging in the post-mom era, but then, I’m finding almost everything odd at the moment. It’s the kind of event that touches every corner of your life, even the places that have nothing to do with the person who’s not there anymore.
I’m noting this on the blog just to update those who’ve read about my mom here and those who’ve sent their thoughts and prayers, and because mom was a great believer in sharing experiences like this in the hope that they might make similar experiences easier for someone else. While her death has deeply saddened all who knew her, it was wonderful to get to know her again in the last weeks and months of her life and to see the strength and joy with which she continued to live right up until the end. It was a terrible thing to have happen, but it happened in the best possible way.
I’ve had one or two people ask me if they could make a donation in my mother’s name. If you’re interested in that kind of action, I’d suggest the American Cancer Society or Peaceful Tomorrows, an organization with which my father is involved and which meant a lot to my mother as well.
Thanks to everyone. We return you now to your regularly scheduled service.



My condolences… my aunt (by marriage) just lost her mother as well.
I’m so very sorry for you. A few years ago, my little brother passed away, so I am familiar with the feeling you describe where you find everything odd. My thoughts are with you.
Mark my thoughts go out to you. I know that odd feeling you mention. I felt that way too after the passing of my father. No matter how acknowledged and understood the death of someone close to you is, it still seems surreal afterwards. To me, I guess, it was the change in the concept of communication. You can’t simply meet or pick up the phone anymore and expect your loved one to respond…all the thoughts, memories and caring transcend to a new form of communication, even if it seemingly takes place within yourself. The eventual feeling that they are somehow always there is what lends comfort through all this ‘oddness’ and loss.
Take care and hugs.
Sorry to hear about your mom, Walker, and sorry I missed you on Secondcast #29.