Mom

Jun 12, 2008 14:15

I just got back from planning mom's memorial and picking her up from the funeral home. It all still seems so unreal. Like I'm living someone elses life. I still can't believe you can put a person in a box. My mind and my heart can't catch up with the idea that maybe this isn't real, that it's a horrible nightmare I can't wake up from.

The pastor for Monday was a pretty cool guy. He was a hardcore Marine and his office was covered in Marine's memorabilia. I think mom woulda dug him.

I have to go to work tonight. I'm afraid. But I've got my right hand woman, Nicol to help me if I need to take some time in the back.

mom

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