Sunday, the fight

With some distance from the last post, it occurred to me that maybe my mother had such strange responses during the DNR talk because, in fact, that whole conversation was not all about me, (wheee, what a concept!) but on her side of it, the excruciating business of admitting it’s
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Sunday Morning

Sunday started out pretty good. My family and my sister’s family all went over to walk Mom’s dog, who is such a crack up, we were all laughing at this goofy mutt’s antics. I have to be honest. When looking at how my mom could simplify her life, I’d definitely
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Saturday

After visiting Friday evening, I’d invited my mom to go to Starbucks with me the following morning. Middle and her husband don’t keep coffee in the house, and honestly, introverts like me enjoy scheduling as many impromptu exits from society as possible. Plus, Mom had seemed so happy/sad about the
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