My sister and I have emptied our mom’s apartment, and I’m about to drive across the country in a minivan. So many things I never predicted at this point in my life. I’ll be going through Cheney country. If you don’t hear from me by Thursday, send in the Black Panthers. Actually, send them anyway
Hey good people. For some of you this will be a bit sudden, and for that I apologize, but on October 12, 2005 my mother passed away at 6:30pm in the Brigham & Women’s Hospital in Boston. She was 65 years old and left behind two (dare I say wonderful) kids: me and my older sister, Belinda.
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