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I am writing to share with you the words of my mother-in-law on her deathbed. The entire family was there, husband, sister, brothers, children, grandchildren, to say goodbye to this wonderful woman. |
| Although I was by then divorced from her son, I had always thought of his mother as mine. She had always been there for me, even years and years ago, before her son and I were married, when we broke the news of my pregnancy. She held my hand when I signed the final adoption papers, and consoled me in those dark days which followed.
Now she beckoned me over, and gathering her strength, she whispered in my ear:
I did a quick headcount - all 12 were present. "No, hinny, there's one missing - a little girl I never knew but whom I think of every night as I go to sleep, and for whom I pray every morning when I wake up." Then I knew who she meant - and now it was too late.
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