For some reason I am supposed to write every day. This is not an assignment given to me from someone else. It’s my assignment to myself. Write something every day beginning today. So here I sit, searching for words. Narrowing them down. There are too many.
My 85 year old mom was diagnosed with multiple myeloma a little over a month ago. At that time we thought it would be a multi-year process. But we learned today that her prognosis is less than 6 months. She is an amazing woman who has lived an amazing life, but I’m still not ready to tell her good-bye. In 6 months I still will not be ready.