I lost my mom during a wonderful time in my life. I was 8 1/2 months pregnant with my first baby. She was so excited about becoming a gradmother again (she had 2 from my brother). It was November of 1989, and on the 29th, my phone rang around midnight. My sister-in-law told me it didn't look good, but never told me she was gone. I stayed away from the hospital thinking there was nothing I could do and just wait for a phone call from my dad. About a half hour went by and I called the hospital and thats when my dad said they lost her. All I kept saying was "she'll never see my baby". I rushed up to the hospital and was greeted by family members. I was able to see my mom. She was so beautiful..I knew she was in a beautiful place. To this day, 18 years later, I still feel an empty place. My mom and I were very close. I miss her so much. I still want to share with her everything in my life. But, all I have to do is look in my heart and she is there.
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