I Try to Imagine
I am currently reading "From the Kitchen of Half Truth" by Maria Goodin and this is the beginning of chapter seven. The main character has just found her mother on the floor unconscious. As soon as I read it, I knew I had to scrap it and exactly how I'd do it. Thank goodness I've never found Mom that way, but the words really spoke to me.
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"I try to imagine a world without you in it. A world where I have no one to call when I can't remember the recipe for chicken soup; where no one bakes my favorite chocolate cake on my birthday; where no one rings me on a cold winter's morning just to check if I have warm socks on; where I have no one to tell me my hair needs cutting, or to stand up straight, or that I'm working too late into the night. A world where no one worries if I don't eat my greens, or if I read in a dim light, or if I don't take a raincoat. A world where no one says, "Do you remember . . .?" or "When you were little . . ." I try,but I can't imagine it at all."
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