She is one of my best friends, and I was clueless to the pain she was suffering at that very moment.
We were meeting at a halloween party for the kids. She said she was running late, 30 minutes late to be exact. She has two toddlers. I assumed it had simply been a struggle to get out the door. Her kids were not in full costume, just simple super hero capes draped on their everyday clothing. I concluded the day had been extra busy, and did not think twice about it.
We hugged, the kids squealed, and we were off to grab some treats. We talked and laughed and took a million photos of our little munchkins.
It wasn’t until the end, after all the festivities had worn down, that she told me. Her mom had a stroke that morning. They found four large blood clots on her brain. They…
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