Four years. Tonight before bed, I’m cleaning. Why? Because tomorrow I don’t want to wake up to a house that is a total disaster and if I can control one part of my day tomorrow, it’ll be the cleanliness of my floors and the emptiness of my sink (at least until the kids wake up). …… Continue reading Just Hold On
This is a small collection of my thoughts and feelings surrounding the two year anniversary of my mom’s death.
The story of the last time I got to see my mom before she died.