For years, I barely called my mom. I was busy working on Wall Street,

For years, I barely called my mom. I was busy working on Wall Street, so those calls became few and far between. Honestly, they almost stopped altogether.

But one day, I needed to go to her house to get some documents. I took a flight back home without telling her, thinking maybe she’d be happy to see me. But when I got there, the sight that greeted me gave me the worst chills and goosebumps of my life.
Our house was torn down, completely ruined, destroyed... everything was in ruins. WHERE WAS MOM?!
With trembling hands, I called her again and again—no answer. The cold beeps made my fear worse. I fell to my knees and burst into tears. Had I really lost my mom like this?! what should I do now?

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