Waves

I haven't wanted to write lately... knowing that most things I would have to say would be a little melancholy maybe uninspired. After writing out mom's story a couple weeks ago it was a avenue to cut off the pain, knowing mom is truly in heaven and my heart is at peace because she encountered God... But today as many fridays before I took out the trash. When I take out the trash I'm all alone the girls are inside and I have trained myself the last year that Fridays are the day to call mom... And in a moment my heart sank at the thought of not trying to muster up the courage to call a woman that may not know who I am that day.. and so I cried again... Grief comes in waves...