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Marshall Jones's avatar

This hits.

My mother is still alive, but her mind really isn't. Not sure I would have moved to Portugal four years ago had I known she (and other family) would be unable/unwilling to visit.

If I run across hollyhock seeds, I'll get them and they'll bloom in the Azores because of your mom.

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Gregory Garretson's avatar

This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing it, LaDonna. There are so many versions of this story, all of them so painful. My father no longer knows who I am or where I live. My mother, totally sharp, can't come to visit me here in Portugal because she is caring for my stepfather, who can't really get around and wouldn't want to if he could. So she dreams of visiting me, and I dream of her visits, which will probably never happen. This is not an easy time of life.

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