"Sitting here next to my mom. But this is not my mom. This is a fragile
shell of who my mom used to be. I talk to her, but she is not there. I
know she can hear me. Yet, I don't know what to say. I pray and I pray.
Come quickly Lord. My mother needs you. Deliver her and save her. Come
quickly God. In Jesus name I pray."
Originally published to Facebook 10/13/17
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