Today marks the 1 year anniversary of a day I will probably never forget. As I was walking into practicum, I got a call that Mama Dara had died earlier that morning. It was also her birthday. After I finished practicum, I crossed the sky bridge over to the hospital where Aunt Peggy had been admitted for pneumonia the night before. That was the last time we got to talk to each other, and the last words I said to her were, "When I come back next Thursday, I won't expect to find you here." Unfortunately, she was in ICU by the weekend and she passed away 3 weeks later. It's hard to believe a whole year has passed, and I remember that day like it was just yesterday. I still think about Dara and Peggy a lot, and miss them both terribly. They were very special to me.
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