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Like Maui I tried to be a good son. But while he was successful in his effort to make the days longer for his mother, I am haunted by my failure. The months of isolation have only served to make me more comfortable with my ghosts, not quiet them. Which is why I call her every day. I know she is no longer here. That doesn’t mean she is not listening. And calling is what dutiful sons do even when you know your mother won’t answer. And perhaps, just perhaps, one day she will answer and let me know I am forgiven for leaving her alone. Continue reading →