Mothers Day. Didn’t get the card in the mail soon enough. Custom photo mug in the mail, though. Trite. I have been failing my mom for years, and this year has been a travesty. She’s gone through some horrific pain and medical issues which demand time and energy from all of her kids. Bro Joel has especially stepped up to the plate, and I know that Craig and fam visited her a couple of weekends ago. Guilt. I feel it welling around me today, and I must do something. But first there is this tricky matter of writing down what I feel lurking in me in very ghostly way.
I wrote in my journal yesterday, that the strange call I received from someone claiming to “know” what happened to M&C has been weighing on me like a creeping cloud.
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