This is my mother. She died one day short of the day she was hoping to reach. Her 85th birthday. She may mean nothing to you, but she meant the world to me. How could she not? She was my mother. The first face I saw. The first person I smiled for.

She died from COVID-19. What’s that you say? She was already old and it was her time to go? No. She was enjoying her life. It might have seemed a simple life to you, but she finally, after a lifetime of struggle, had settled in. She was well taken care of and enjoying her friends. Her body may have been failing her, but her mind was still sharp. Continue reading The New Normal? →