The End of a Year Without Her

“Another morning comes. It always does. Time always moves at the same rate, only feelings have different speeds. Every day can mark a whole lifetime or a single heartbeat, depending on who you spend it with.” – Fredrik Backman, Beartown

A year ago today I dropped everything around 3PM in the afternoon, grabbed my keys and purse, and with my husband in tow, drove as quickly as we could to Baltimore. Specifically to Franklin Square Hospital where my mother had been taken. It didn’t end as we all hoped. We lost her.

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