Sunday, January 6, 2019

April 12, 1998

April 12, 1998
Bryn Mawr, PA 


It is my mother’s birthday so I go out to buy her a present.  But then the task overwhelms me.  She is dying and only has a few more weeks to live.  What kind of present do you buy for a dying person? I stand in the store, by a corner, by myself and cry for a few seconds and then work so damn hard to regain my composure.

I buy her a silky, smooth body lotion and spend the next few weeks massaging her hands and feet.





FN:She died on May 9.

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