Till Death Do Us Part

The night before we both officially became Nova Scotia country girls, July 2007.

 I have been trying to figure out all day how to write a post about Stella. I suppose it's a eulogy, given that she died yesterday.
But I can't write about her yet, am still living with her last two days, her last two hours, her last two minutes. This loss is still in its early stages of grief. Which surprises me but more on that later. Perhaps.

In many ways, I can't write it better than this, the column I wrote when Stella turned 10 in 2013:

http://fieldnotescumberland.blogspot.ca/2013/03/the-face-of-timeless-devotion.html