Rough Day
Okay, Mom, that was hard today. I sent out an update to quite a few people, letting them know we're working on health issues, working on the house and yard and how much we miss you. Betty Lecat wrote back absolutely panicked and dreading the answer she knew was coming, I think. She hadn't received my emails this last 6 months and was asking where you were. She said she knew you wouldn't return to California without me, what happened?
I had to tell her, Mom. Explain it all over again, knowing how much that was going to hurt.
She wrote back and said she had called Lynn a couple of weeks ago and had asked if Lynn was still missing you and me. Now Betty understands why Lynn burst into tears. She thought it was just from missing us because of the move.
It hurts, Mama. We were listening to snippets of songs from the 60s and many of them were from our childhood and some of your favorites. Bittersweet hearing them. Jackie almost danced through the room at one of them and stopped dead:
"I'm turning into my mother!"
We both are, Ma.
It doesn't feel like we're falling apart every hour but it seems like there's something every day that brings tears to the eyes. Today those tears escaped and demanded release.
This all came after I called Polly and Jules day before yesterday. I hadn't received replies to my emails and that isn't like Polly. We've been worried and were right to. I don't know what's going on, she wouldn't say but she sounded incredibly weak. Something's going on so we're continuing to be worried.
I could use a hug, Mama
I had to tell her, Mom. Explain it all over again, knowing how much that was going to hurt.
She wrote back and said she had called Lynn a couple of weeks ago and had asked if Lynn was still missing you and me. Now Betty understands why Lynn burst into tears. She thought it was just from missing us because of the move.
It hurts, Mama. We were listening to snippets of songs from the 60s and many of them were from our childhood and some of your favorites. Bittersweet hearing them. Jackie almost danced through the room at one of them and stopped dead:
"I'm turning into my mother!"
We both are, Ma.
It doesn't feel like we're falling apart every hour but it seems like there's something every day that brings tears to the eyes. Today those tears escaped and demanded release.
This all came after I called Polly and Jules day before yesterday. I hadn't received replies to my emails and that isn't like Polly. We've been worried and were right to. I don't know what's going on, she wouldn't say but she sounded incredibly weak. Something's going on so we're continuing to be worried.
I could use a hug, Mama
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