Living With Mortality
Because tomorrow is not guaranteed.
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My mother just passed away. The one person I’m closest to. Well, was. The one person I could tell absolutely everything to, had just died. She just celebrated her 48th birthday the very last time we talked. She was fine. She looked radiant (as usual) and healthy. Yet it took less than 3 days after our last conversation for our world to be upended. A little more than…