I'm taking a class

A couple of weeks before she died, my mom asked me to make a collage. Her instructions were extremely specific, if somewhat addled from the morphine. She wanted me to create a poster using photos of the family from the summer that she could then hang on her hospital wall. It took me days, what with collecting the materials and designing the layout and making sure all 21 of us were represented, but I did it. Then it took me another day to make the fixes she requested (too much white space here; imperfect lettering there).

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