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Conversations

When I arrived at the Hebrew home at 3 PM, I found my mom in bed under the covers. She was facing the window, so she couldn’t see me as I entered. Without announcing my presence, I sat on the … Continue reading

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Interconnectedness

“Let me ask you a question,” my mom’s boyfriend, “Kenneth,” says. “Does that tell you that is nearly basically one of the few things… that is the place to go? Because I can get the jumps on this thing. Is … Continue reading

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The things she’s forgotten

How to tell time. What she had for dinner. The house she lived in for thirty-four years, where she raised her children. The names of her grandchildren … or even that she has grandchildren. Whether it’s morning or night.                        … Continue reading

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Communicating with my mom

A typical nightly conversation with my mom sounds like this: “When are you coming?” she asks, eagerly. “Saturday,” I say. “Oh good,” she says, excitedly. “Are you staying overnight?” “Not this time, Mom.” “You never stay overnight.” Now she’s petulant. … Continue reading

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