The Clear Pale Blue of Autumn

I will miss this sky and these colors when I am back in Texas. But I can't wait to see my tall blue-eyed man at the airport.
Saw my mother this morning before hitting the road again. She is much better, even after only a day of antibiotics. And tomorrow, my nephew will check on her.

I said to my mother, I'm going to take your picture.
She was a little tired, and sometimes sad, but mostly she smiled to see me. I felt bad leaving her. I am learning how hard we fight to stay alive, the desperate processes of enzymes, cells, blood, muscle and bone.
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That woman does not look 92.
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