On Mother’s Day

Dear Mom, This year, on Mother’s Day, I felt like I was procrastinating so much on what I had planned to do, which was to go to the cemetery and visit your grave stone. I wanted to get up, just eat some breakfast, buy some flowers, and head out as soon as I could, to

Awakening

Dear Mom, It’s happening more. You know, the license plates and the 11:11’s and the serendipitous moments. Do you have a hand in this? I know I used to believe in all of this before you passed away. I hate using those words, by the way.  But the shock of you falling and weakening and