Tuesday, March 29, 2016

A Sad Trip

I'm on my way to MI in the morning.
 I'll see my mom for the last time.
I'm afraid.
My heart hurts.

We never got along when I was young.
I suspect that was because we are so much alike.
We became close when I became an adult.
I'm so grateful that I was able to care for her while she was ill. 
I love you, my mom.