Grief Takes the Mind on Horrible Journeys

I love my mom. Every time I see her I start sobbing because I don’t know if it will be the last time, and my heart can’t handle that.

“pink breathe neon sign” by Fabian Møller on Unsplash

My mom’s doing fine, at the moment. Last year, things were a bit more questionable, but, for the moment, things are ok. There’s no immediate reason for the constant stream…