I'm on my way to MI in the morning.
I'll see my mom for the last time.
I'm afraid.
My heart hurts.
We never got along when I was young.
I suspect that was because we are so much alike.
We became close when I became an adult.
I'm so grateful that I was able to care for her while she was ill.
I love you, my mom.
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