My Mother’s Two Best Friends Have Adopted Me

I love them, but it breaks my heart every time I speak to them

Photo by eberhard 🖐 grossgasteiger on Unsplash

My mother passed away last September at the ripe old age of 89. It was hard to have her go, but she was ready, and that helped a little. I’d been caring for her the last 6 months and it had been both beautiful, and truly the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life.