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There’s been no big change in mom. In fact, her mobility is becoming scarily limited.

She’s still working, but I went to the store for her again yesterday. She’s trying to keep her spirits up, but I know this is killing her a little at a time. If she were to lose her mobility . . .

I’m a worrier by nature. Trust me, if I could find the switch I’d flip it off in a second.

I worry about the now. I worry about the future. I worry that I worry too much.

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