Personal Narrative: Loss Of Coffee

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I will never forget my experience with Sarah. I was taking a quick coffee break because I could not find anyone to interview. My frustration grew the point where only caffeine could help calm me down. I went into the nearest cafe and ordered a coffee. The place was packed and there was not a single free table. At the furthest corner of the cafe I managed to find a two person table but there was someone already on it. I was about to turn back and take the coffee to go when the woman looked up and smiled a sad smile and beckoned me to sit.
I was hesitant but followed her instructions. I sat down quietly and put the coffee on the table, just to let it cool a bit. The woman opposite me looked to be in her late 30s. 38 if I had to guess. At first
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She was sort of surprised at my question and said that everything had changed. The house that had once felt so full of life now felt so empty. Her son’s things were still there and reminded her of him. His clothes still hung in the closet and his room still smelt of him. That is why she spent as much time away from her home as possible. She had thrown herself into her work to try to numb the pain but it had not been working. There had been times when she suddenly remembered something about him, like something he had said or something he had done and when that happened it always brought tears to her eyes. Her loss also had an effect on the lives of others around her. Her parents had driven all the way from across the country to take care of her. Her brother and father had patched things up so that they both could be there in her time of loss.
My final question to her was how she was handling the loss, most people take to drinking or smoking and I was surprised that she had not. She told me that in his final days, her son had made her promise that she would not spiral down. That she would keep on living. She had kept the promise to her son and tried to keep on going as normally as possible, even though sometimes it had been

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