The call came when I was finishing at work for the day to tell me that she'd been taken to the hospital. I called my family to tell them I was leaving to drive to the hospital and jumped in the car. I can remember saying over and over, "please, please, don't go until I can say goodbye" and I remember every radio station was playing Christmas carols. The one about grandma being run over by the reindeer seemed especially cruel and I've hated that song ever since.
I didn't make it there in time to say goodbye and I've always felt sad about that.
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