Miracle Morning #65

Today I got up quarter past six.

I’m thinking about my mother. I still remember beautiful young mother. She was active and always busied herself with work. I depended on her. Now she depends on her daughters. She couldn’t change her dress by herself. Before she went into the hospital, she lived alone and went to the hospital every day. Now she can’t take care of herself at all. Probably her dementia has progressed in the hospital. She is my future. But I don’t have any children to take care of me.

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