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Posted on Nov 21, 2012 at 07:26 AM

“Take a picture of her with your phone.” My request was morbid, almost more grotesque than sending my ex husband to check on her because I could not. I didn’t need a photo of my mother to see her how she is. I don’t even know if I want to remember how she was…..

 I stood outside to knock even though I knew the door would not be locked. My mother loves the country because she imagines it is safe, I see it differently in that no one will be around to hear the screams. The memories were louder than the animals inside; they started howling as soon as I approached the door. 


The Life You Live is a CHOICE- I choose HAPPY :)
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