Writing Prompt #143: Writing through Grief

Using Form for Difficult Material

Hi Friends,

My mother died when I was out on a run. The caregiver called me to tell me my mother had stopped breathing. I was about a mile from home, and I sprinted back in record time. I flew through the front door and ran down the hallway to her bedroom. I shouted, “Mom, mom, mom. I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.” I reached for my mother’s hand, and it wa…