When The Night Closes In
MOTHER is lying in a hospital bed in Tarpon Springs, Florida, severely deformed, alone and dying; too slow for the pain she’s experiencing, too fast for the life she’s lived. She’s frightened, and not at all ready, and there’s not a thing in the world I can do to help her.
I want to be able to do something more for her, I
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I like the distinction you make between Mother and Mom. It's hard to know what I'd choose to do in your shoes, but you've certainly made me think.
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I think the only decision that's right is the one you feel comfortable making, and it looks like you got there
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:-S
At least it comes from a journal entry, and not drooled all over you by some random stranger at a bus stop. ;)
Thanks for reading.
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Really powerful writing.
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