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Today is March 19, 2008.
Today is a Wednesday.
Three years ago March 19th fell on a Saturday.
Saturday, March 19, 2005 was the last day I ever spoke to my mom.
Monday, March 21, 2005, my mother was dead.
I talked to her on that Saturday...planning a surprise party for my husband.
His birthday would have been Easter Sunday, March 27, 2005.
Who would've thought that I would never speak to her again...
I might have told her all the things in my heart...
Like how much I loved her.
And how she is the best mom and grandmother.
But I didn't.
Because I didn't think I'd never see her again.
So here I sit.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008.
Suffering...in silence.