I can’t and don’t have time to list my worries. In short, Dad is not well, step mom isn’t either. Brother is on a ventilator. Hubby and kid is sick. House a mess. Life in close second.
I miss my mom.
Where do I start? She would know. She’d have lists. And plastic bins for separating and storage. A brand new bag of cleaning towels she just bought from Costco. Possibly a new vacuum from there too. Because, most likely, she wouldn’t like the way mine ran. She’d have trinkets for the kids when she would arrive. And a cold can of Coke.
Mom!
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