I’m one of them. My mom died, at age 57, in 1979. I was just 24. I miss her every day.

… have a mother, listen to her talk about the weather and repeat stories I’ve heard a hundred times. Many people have tragically lost their mom and would happily listen to her talk about whatever she wanted for as long she wanted, just to be able to hear her voice again.

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Susan Randolph

Roz Warren, Writing Coach

1 min readMay 29, 2020

I’m one of them. My mom died, at age 57, in 1979. I was just 24. I miss her every day.

Written by Roz Warren, Writing Coach

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Writing Coach Roz Warren (roSwarren@gmail.com) helps Medium writers craft better, more boost-able stories. Roz used to write for the New York Times.

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