I knew this was going to be a rough week.
I wasn’t wrong.
Sunday was the first Mother’s Day since my Mom died.
So I totally ignored it and did this instead … binge watched junk TV, took a long bubble bath and read. All day. I texted my kids and told them how I was feeling and promised we would do something all together on another day … and because we’ve raised sort of fantabulous kidlets, they understood.
This week is also the anniversary of the day my Dad died. It’s been three years, but it’s still very vivid in my mind. I will NEVER forget that phone call.
aaaaaaaaaaaaand my father-in-law is having semi-major surgery tomorrow … so the hubby will be with him for several days
It’s going to be a rough week.
I’m not okay about it.
but I know that’s okay.
I don’t have to pretend. I don’t have to smile. I just have to be.
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