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She is Gone

A friend texted me last Tuesday morning at 6:46 am. “How’s ur mom this morning?” she wrote. Seven hours earlier, I had texted her to cancel our morning art class/playdate. I was rushing to the hospital; my mom had gone into septic shock. The hours between were a blur of driving, waiting, and crying. I could hardly see my phone, move my fingers, or even breathe. “She is gone” I typed. She is gone. The words echoed in my brain over and over and over. She is gone. She is gone. There would never be another hug, another smile, another … Read more