Time, in its relentless march, often escapes our grasp, leaving us to ponder its fleeting nature. As I sit beside my 93-year-old mother, Katherine McKnight, I am acutely aware of the preciousness of each moment we share. Her once steady hands now tremble slightly, and her steps have grown cautious, yet her spirit remains resilient.
Recently, we found ourselves in a situation that, in hindsight, b ...
Recently, we found ourselves in a situation that, in hindsight, b ...
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