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Stubborn love

     My mom has always been a source of gentle humor in our family. Whenever she got amazed or exasperated by something, Mom would try to say, “Well …” — probably meaning to eventually say “well, I never.”      Instead, all that came out was a “wuh” noise. Then she would say it repeatedly, in a sort…

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Hereafter

I sat at the bedside of a dying woman this week. She was confined to bed, and had oxygen running through a line to her nose. After a few pleasantries, I asked her what she wanted to talk about. Since she new she was dying, I wondered what might be utmost in her mind. Mostly, she wanted…

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