The countdown

Five years ago on the 21st March my mother got sick. It was the beginning of the end but we did not know it yet. She went into hospital for the first time today. In the next two weeks she would be in and out of the hospital twice and then finally succumbing on the 3rd April. It began suddenly and ended just as suddenly and unexpectedly.

The year after her mother got sick around the same time, I went to the hospital and joked that she was feeling left out, the joke was on me, she died on
April 23rd 2006.

Every year we relive these times.