May Be The Last Time

Today promises to be a fun day, but there is going to be an undercurrent to it that I can’t deny. It was one year ago today that I saw Mom for the last time.

I had been driving to Mom and Lisa’s apartment once a week to work from there and occasionally walk Bocephus as Mom went through a prolonged recovery from cataract surgery. The first eye healed quickly but the second was being stubborn.

But on this day one year ago, Chris and I went down so Chris could look through family photos. I had some things I wanted to do in that area, so after I dropped Chris off, I went about my business, returning not long before Chris and I had to leave. We said our goodbyes, none of us knowing it was for the last time. After we left, Chris told me that he and Mom had spent some time together, talking about the photos.

That was a Thursday. Mom died very early on Friday morning one week later. Oddly, I don’t think I talked to her during that week and for whatever reason, I didn’t work from the apartment. That has added to my sadness, but at the same time, I am happy Chris and Mom had that last afternoon together.

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