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After Twenty Years, My Mom’s Advice Still Lives in My Head

Yesterday was the anniversary of my mom’s death. Yet, after twenty years, my mom’s advice still lives in my head. She has still been guiding me in her absence. She was seventy-one years old when she left us. Her mom had lived to be eighty-nine, so I foolishly thought she wouldn’t leave us so early. She spent her last day frolicking around…