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Three days ago, a woman I work with had a brain aneurysm. She's been in ICU since and today, the doctors declared her brain dead. At 3 o'clock...39 minutes from now...she's going to be taken off life support. In less than an hour, she'll be gone.
I don't think it's fully hit me yet. We always called her "the Michaels Mom" because she was one of those people who was always there, always willing to listen and talk and liked everyone no matter what. She didn't have a bad thing to say about anyone and she was one of those people who truly loved other people, flaws and all.