The paperweight above belonged to my mother, now it's mine. She died last year, while I was pregnant, and caring for her while working full time from her home. And that's just for starters.
How much has changed since then. And how incapable I am still in sharing more.
But how I miss her.
I feel lucky having her and my father as long as I did, considering.
But still and all, how unlucky I feel no longer having parents. And how unreal that she knew about, but slipped away before meeting my Delia on the outside.
Yes, this is a rare pity party and you are all invited.
