This story of my mothers death is true to the best of my recollections. Coming from an Irish, Roman Catholic family, some might think it to be a fairy tale, but its a true story of tears and love. Nearing the end of my mothers 2 1/2 week hospital stay, her surgeon was leaving her room. Shes doing as expected; a few days or even hours left, he said. I thanked him and went in to be with Mom. That was the night that Memories Mood started; how her death walk took a turn with me that awesome night.
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