This is my End Day, and all I’ve had today is black tea because of the potential surgery, but as I raise the glass to my lips again, I think about all the things I’d want to drink one last time if I could: iced tea with lots of lemon; a root beer float from a diner; the green shakes and vanilla protein smoothies I loved making in the mornings; apple juice that reminds me of sharing sippy cups with Scarlett as kids; and gallons and gallons of water. I’m still really dehydrated when I’m done with this little exercise, but I’m full on the memories of these little things I took for granted. I
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