Jendalyn Nye

October 31, 2020 12:00 PM MDT
Following a long and painful battle with cancer, my mother recently passed away. After her funeral, we helped my father pack up his belongings and move across the country to live closer to family and receive the support he needed. My childhood home, which my parents had lived in for nearly 45 years, was emptied, cleaned, and placed on the market. It sold quickly to a local contractor. And just like that, the setting for decades of my memories, especially those tender last moments with my mother, had suddenly disappeared.
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