My mom had a stroke part 12: Yesterday was a big day.

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The light from the window to the courtyard is soft, largely gray this past week. We’ve had snow, sometimes falling by the fistful, on our long way out to visit. None of it sticks.

But yesterday was a big day.

Before I tell you, though, I have to share this: whatever the mood of my Tuesday morning post, whether optimistic, depressed, unsure…