Remnants of a Life

I knew this existed but only found it recently. It was in my mother's purse. She carried it with her when she lived in New Jersey.

What makes it so sad is that she had a daughter who lived one hour's drive away, who also owned the house my mother was renting.

Yet, there is no mystery as to why she felt it necessary to have me living in Arizona be the one to call if anything happened to her.

This sad little note says it all.
(I blocked out last names out of respect.)

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