Rick, I miss you. Dammit. You would always say, "It's just another day." Or - "You aren't my Momma." But then - - you always did something special. A card. Flowers. A gift. A long ride in the country. A cuddle-me movie. Dinner out. You never forgot. You always cared. I miss you today.
I miss my kids today. Grown with lives of their own.
14-16 hours away, because I made the choice to come here ... never with the intention of staying gone so long, especially at a time. :( But life happens ... cars die ... money isn't there ... sigh.
I miss my Momma.
Today has been a difficult ride of emotions, memories and thoughts.