A Quote by Meghan O'Rourke
Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.
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I would ask my mother to show me how to walk - and she did show me. That's why I think it's funny when people say, 'Did so-and-so teach you how to walk?' And I always say, 'You must be talking about my mother, because it was my mother who taught me how to walk.'
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