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My mom almost died last night. Matt and I spent all night in the ER with my sister and Eden. She's okay now, still there, in the spinal unit of the hospital. I felt terrible that my sister was here by herself when it happened. Matt stayed with me all night. Over and over I let you in, sleepy eyes at 9 am. Hot shower. Hot drive back to north county with Micheal Jackson's "man in the mirror" playing followed by, "we don't have to take our clothes off" by Jermaine Stewart. You know exactly how to make me do the long can't breath belly laugh. Life is something to be treasured, never taken for granted. I am grateful.