Re my mom
I know I only touched on my mom's illness in the last post, but I'm crying plenty. It's just hard to post that, y'know--"Day 23. Bawled my heart out again." But more than one of the good folk who read this blog have experienced a grief of this kind, and worse, so you know what's going down.
It makes me really know in my bones how lucky we are, in this brief span of breath, to have each other; and it gives me a fair guess at the price of love--which I, for one, am willing, painfully, to pay.
It makes me really know in my bones how lucky we are, in this brief span of breath, to have each other; and it gives me a fair guess at the price of love--which I, for one, am willing, painfully, to pay.