Tuesday, August 23, 2016


This is the day I realized Mom was very sick. She repetitively handed me the tv remote and asked me to turn on the tv. Over and over again I'd explain that the tv wasn't working. Frustrated and confused about what was happening with her, I sat at the kitchen table and wept. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I realized that not only was I crying for Mom but for us. 

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