All I Want for Mother’s Day is for You to Promise to Keep My Stuff After I Die

That’s All I Ask

Photo by Juliane Liebermann on Unsplash

My beloved child, in the very distant future, I will die. By distant future, I mean relatively soon if you consider the timeline of the Earth’s continuum. If I had to put a number on it, I’d guess in like 28 years. But it’s many more melted icebergs amount of years in the future, so don’t worry.