I was able to visit briefly with my mother over the weekend. She is 93, and I am so grateful that she is
still on the planet. We held hands in
the car on the way to the airport. I've never held her hand for so long, and I tried to imprint that feeling somehow…. Knowing
that it will not last as a physical impression, but will only last in my
mind. It is such a small thing, and we didn't speak about
it, or even look at each other. It is amazing to just be that present. Holding hands was the right thing to do and the only thing needed.
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