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During my late sister’s mashakaya (season of mourning), I believe it was like the 4th day early morning, there was this lady – one of moms friends since the 80s- that came to condole with Mom. My brother, mom, a close friend of mom and I were having breakfast. For some reason, it’s on this day that Mom was able to articulate the events that led to my sister’s death in detail in the presence of this wonderful lady. During […]
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