It's been a while.
Far too long since I've seen my mother break her way through this awful disease. Tonight she was here and it was heavenly.
We talked about how we are the lucky ones. The ones who are loved. Loved by our parents, loved by our siblings, loved by our children. We talked about how mysterious and immortal love is.
Our souls caught the wings of happiness as we listened to my daughters laugh, and laughed with them though they didn't know it.
She was here, and I was her daughter and her comrade and her sister.
I was one of the lucky ones.
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