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Last night my mom tripped and fell.
She's okay; she just missed a step coming in from the attached garage. But when I heard the thump from upstairs I went up the stairs, worried. And she's okay now, but I still worry, because she doesn't know.
And she's not getting younger.
and if the worst happens, and she leaves this world without me having told her, I have no idea how I'll ever forgive myself.