Concentration?

What is concentration?  Something I am not capable of today.  My mother was diagnosed with cancer 10 years ago today.  My mind is on this amazing woman and how she would guide me if she was still here.  Complacent I’m not; however, I keep envisioning myself in the surgical waiting room with my father when the oncologist approached to inform us of Mom’s situation.  She almost didn’t wake up from the anesthesia.  In hindsight, this would have been a G-dsend.

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