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Closure

Death, Life, and Second Chances

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Jess
Jan 25, 2025
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Eleven years ago today I forgot to call my Grandma on her birthday. We were all sitting in a hospital room, saying goodbye to a friend that was already gone.

I remember watching her last few breaths and after every single one we all held our own breath, wondering if it was her last one. Until it was.

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