i was in the car for a bit on sunday, and found myself thinking about my mother for the first time in a week. i could actually hear myself say, "wait, when was the last time...?" i don't know what this means. maybe i'm hurting less lately.
she was so beautiful.
i almost wanted to keep the car going all the way up to rochester just to check on her.
had to remind myself that this isn't who she is anymore. we can't go back.
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