The past ten years have all faded into the dust of time

Three years ago, my mother was hit by a car while delivering stomach medicine to my husband, Grant, who was working late at the office.

Since that night, she has been in a persistent vegetative state.

I quit my job to take care of my husband, my child, and my bedridden mother with the hands that used to be soft and pampered.

Over the last three years, the sparkle in my eyes has been ground away by the mundane, leaving me rough and exhausted.

Everything changed when the hospital issued a crit