My mother didn’t tell me how sick she was. When I arrived at the emergency room, after getting a call that she’d collapsed, I found out about her metastasized cancer from the doctor. Three days later, she was gone.
Democracy Dies in Darkness
I used to dismiss my mom’s advice. Then I found a note she wrote before she died.
The 19-word mantra emanates a quiet optimism, one that had carried me through some of the darkest times when I needed my mother’s love or support the most.
Perspective by Blake Turck
May 11, 2024 at 8:09 a.m. EDT