I wipe my cheeks and feel them stained with tears. I can feel the pain in my heart as if I were there with them. I take a deep breath and then follow them back out of the house, sticking close to Mom’s side. I don’t touch her because I don’t want to distract her but I keep an eye on her as well to make sure she is okay, she is starting to look drained. This must take a lot of energy physically and emotionally.

When we are outside, I see that other people ...