My cell phone rang.
It was 6 a.m.
A call that early is never good.
I answered it sleepily.
The lady on the other end asked if I was Katey….Mary’s daughter.
“I’m sorry Katey. But your mother has passed””
“ARE YOU SURE?”
“DO YOU HAVE THE RIGHT PATIENT?
Yes dear I am sorry. She wasn’t feeling well after using the restroom so I went to get her ice chips.
I came back and she was gone.
In a fog I make it up the stairs to my friends bedroom yelling DYANN! MY MOM DIED!
I don’t remember saying good bye to the lady on the phone.
I had to call The Principal!
and my brother!
Unexpected! She was doing so well….getting stronger….we had plans.
Unexpected….He had a plan and now I finally knew what that plan was.