Dear Mom by Frank P. Manley

Dear Mom: I will never forget sitting by your bed the last week you were with us. You were trying so hard to say something about the pink china tea set that you told me would be mine someday. You were mad at me and gave it to my cousin. Were you trying to say you changed your mind? I was holding your hand two days later when you took your last breath. I am sorry that I had to separate myself and my family from you, but I had to. I know you never understood. Your pain hurt me.