I thought losing my mother would be the hardest thing I would ever have to endure, until the day I found out what she left behind.
What seemed like a cruel oblivion became something I couldn’t ignore, and now I’m glad I didn’t turn away from it.
I was twenty-nine when my mother died, and at that time I no longer felt like my life was my own.
My life revolved around him for three years.
I made doctor appointments, negotiated with insurance companies, arranged for his medications, and when the time came, arranged for hospice care.
I learned to read his breathing like others read a watch.
My life revolved around him for three years.
I slept on the couch because my room was too far from his and I had to hear his breathing at night.
Every shallow breath made my chest tighten.
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