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Gone

I spent last week with my Mom. She was in isolation in her apartment before going to her new permanent home in a nursing facility. Boxing up things and moving out of an apartment during a quarantine is not as … Continue reading

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Morning with Mom

Morning light filtered through kitchen blinds to illuminate our honey buns and steaming coffee. Mom and I. Sitting over morning sweets. With our ever-present companion, cigarette smoke. Always smoke. Even now. Always.Just like that I was transported to our Chateau … Continue reading

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