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| A Gift From Mama She didn't want to go to Nonnie's house to recoup, it was musty, old, and Nonnie would fuss, but she didn't want to hurt her feelings either. We laughed as we secretly planned for me to come down and care for her in her home. We had it all plotted out. What she would say when released, me arranging time off work. We got silly scheming our skulduggery, giggling away. Then she reached over and touched my arm and said, "loving is a requirement of motherhood, but I want you to know, I am also proud of you, and I really like the woman you've become." Shortly after, it was time for me to leave. I never saw her again. She died the next day in the musty spare bedroom at Nonnie's. She was released a day early, they settled her into the creeky old bed and an hour later she took a deep breath and was gone. ~~Judi Van Gorder 32 Lines |
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