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My mother
My mother died on November 10th, just after my last journal posting. It was very quiet, on a day when the rain fell and the skies were dark. At the end she seemed to fall into a sleep-like state, and just didn't wake up.

Sarah and I were sitting on either side of the bed, reading to her. I had a book of Robert Frost, and she had the Shakespeare. The room became quieter and quieter, and then we looked to see if she was still breathing - and she was gone. And we sat a while longer in the deep silence, saying goodbye.


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