Tentative Hope · 7:57pm Feb 2nd, 2019
It's been nearly a month now since mom passed away. I've pretty much finished my grieving, though I still catch myself as I'm about to walk in her room and hug her and say good morning. I used to go bug her all the time, if for nothing else than to just give her a hug. Thinking about it now, I realize I didn't hug her nearly as often as I did during the months leading up to her death, and I find myself wondering if I somehow knew, somewhere in my soul, that I would soon not have the chance