After my funeral, Mom took early retirement on medical grounds.Her health simply could not handle the strain of grieving while trying to keep working.Every morning, the first thing she did was go into my room, dust everything, vacuum the floor, and make the bed.When she finished, she would stop in front of my picture and say the same thing she always did.“Kate, you can come home whenever you want. Your room will always be here waiting for you.”She never kept her phone on silent anymore. She turned the volume all the way up.The second it rang, no matter what she was doing, she would rush over and fumble to answer it.“Hello? Kate?”It was not me. It never could be.Eventually, everyone in the family listed Mom as their emergency contact. Everyone except Nellie.Mom and Dad went back and forth for ages, but neither of them could bring themselves to be Nellie’s emergency contact. Somehow, doing for Nellie what they had refused to do for me felt like another betrayal.In t
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