She was trying to tell me...
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The night before my Mom died, my Mom was trying to tell me something. But she could barely talk. She kept repeating these words..."This is...". This is what Mom? "This is...". This is what Mom? "This is my last..." This is your last what Mom. "This is my last..." She never did finish telling me what she had to tell me, but I knew in my heart that she was trying to tell me 'this was her last night'. And sure enough, it was her last night. She died the next morning. by jl333 in Six-Word Momoirs on Sep 21, 2012 | 
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NumbrOneAunt says,
when you have a great mom it's SUCH a tough loss...my mom is gone too. my sincere sympathies to you, jl. {{{HUG}}}canadafreeze says,
I read your memoir and it brought back memories of my mom. The morning she died, I was thousands of miles away from her, but I felt her presence just before I got the call from my sister. Many hugs to you jl -DynamicDbytheC says,
Lovely and painful story of you last moments. Glad you could be with her at the end.jl333 says,
Thanks for all of your heartfelt comments. Sorry to hear that #1 Aunt and Canadafreeze also lost your Moms.