Losing My Mom Even Though She’s Still Here

“The first time I ever saw my mom cry, we were in the kitchen. I was 32, she was 65. And it was my fault. Mom always said that if she’d ever lose her mind, ever not be herself, she’d throw on her swimsuit and walk into the lake that bordered our backyard. We laughed about this idea.

‘Mom, if you lose your mind, you won’t know . . .'”

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