After Mom died, reminders of her were everywhere.There was the produce stand where she always shopped, the bus stop where she used to wait for me after school, and the flowering tree outside our building that she loved for its scent.I didn't have the energy to face any of it. I just wanted to go somewhere else and start over.Before I left, I went to Mom's grave.The cemetery was quiet, with only the wind rustling through the trees. I placed a bouquet of lilies at the base of her headstone."Mom, I'm leaving. I'm going somewhere warmer, down south. You always said you wanted to see the ocean after you retired. I'll go see it for you."I sat leaning against her headstone for a while and told her everything.I told her I'd sold the things from the place Isaac and I had planned to live in after the wedding, quit my old job, and signed up for a teacher certification exam.Mom had spent her whole life teaching. I used to tell her the job was too hard. Only now did I understand tha
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