Stepping Outside Grief’s Shadow

☕️ Coffee With Jaimee
5 min readJul 10, 2023
Photo by Martino Pietropoli on Unsplash

My mom was fifty-three when she passed away.

I’m forty-eight, and I’ve been working through this peculiar fear about being almost the same age my mom was when she passed.

I’m not looking for answers or asking why she passed. I’m just working through this latest chapter of life stuff out loud as I get closer to this looming (yet arbitrary) number.

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