Part 3 of 3 of this week’s Daughter on Duty is here.
Monday night:
My night on duty Mama called me upstairs only once, and not until nearly 4am, but I hadn’t slept well waiting for her to call me, and thinking she was when she was muttering in her sleep. The response took 47 minutes; I could not get her comfortable once back in bed. Then I couldn’t get back to sleep.
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Gretchen Staebler
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. Check out my website (and my memoir) at www.gretchenstaebler.com.
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