The Single Thought That Haunts Me Every Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day is here, and once again, I fall short. No cards in the mail. No calendars ordered from Shutterfly that feature carefully chosen photos of the grandchildren. No gifts en route. Just me, my guilty inaction, and a single thought that haunts me every year: one day, the jig’ll be up. My mom will be gone.
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