By Lorie B.
During her last three months, my mother and I spent hours laying bare our mistakes and regrets, hopes, dreams and triumphs. She barely got to know two of my sons and never did meet the third. Her untimely death was like a wake-up call to improve the quality of my own life.
Eventually, I made a drastic change by retiring (very early) from hospital work to start a gardening business. I spend as much time with my own grandchildren as I can. I wish my mom could share the joy they bring to my life. Who knows, maybe she does.
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