On this day in 1999, my mother passed away peacefully during her afternoon nap. For six months, she’d been suffering from cancer but had been given a good prognosis only a week before. So, her death was a shock to all of us.
She didn’t live to see my first ever published piece, which appeared in SageScript, a literary journal produced by Sheridan College that she once edited. Nor did she witness the publication of my five books and other poems, stories, and essays in various magazines and anthologies, my marriage, my husband’s two strokes, which caused me to be his caregiver for six years, or his passing.
In memory of her, I would like to share that first essay that was published in SageScript in April of 2001. It won second place in a local writing contest in May of that year. It has since been revised. Enjoy!
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