that make me cry.
I don't like to run errands, but I've got to do them. And when I do them, I like to do them as quickly as possible. Don't make me wait. Open another register. Have that bag ready to put my purchases in. Be ready to take my order, McDonald's employee (oh, wait, that's not an errand).
On my way out of Target today (where else?), an old lady got in my way. Then she paused. My blood pressure went way up. Then, an old man got in my way. Then he paused. Then the old lady leaned on the old man and the old man leaned on the old lady and they slowly made their way to the parking lot.
Those tears in my eyes made it pretty darn hard to find my car.
But at least I got SOMETHING done day, however slowly.
I miss my mother.
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This made me cry too.
It gets easier as time goes on but you never stop missing them. I know because I lost mine when I was 10 and I miss her every day, still.
Yes, you miss your Mom. Of course you do.
Oh I know that feeling. It does get easier. Hugs.
I recognize the feelings you express so well as ones I've had too in my grieving journey. It will get better - never the same again - but different and better.
Hogie,
If I could come to PA, I would give you a big hug, reminisce and then go upstairs with you and create. I feel your pain.
poignant post kim.
made me tear up too.
thinking of you...
me too
Oh, great...now I'm tearing up too.
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