The Weekend is upon me. I don’t mean the weekend. I mean The Weekend.
Mother’s Day.
One year.
I don’t know how I feel. I don’t know how I should feel. I don’t know what to say.
I wish I had some sort of eloquence with which to mark this occasion, but I don’t. No words feel right.
I wish I had some grand, beautiful plan of how to mark this occasion, but I don’t. No course of action feels right.
I wish it had turned out differently.
And that, really, is the best I can do.
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