11:06p

9.11.13

Mom and I cried about the family.

Constant thoughts of losing Mom. I tear up every time I get two seconds in.

Calling Aunt Jo tmm to tell her I will watch Grandma for her.

Senior got his amputation.

I want to write: I saw a haggard man handwash his white jeep on my break. I turned my head and saw an unrelated haggard woman in her car (running) with a sermon turned up, hands together, eyes closed, praying in earnest. I was behind a white sedan with a sticker on its tail, "find your happy place". Aggie zoomed by me on the right in her white chariot.

I don't want my mom to die. I cannot live without her. Yes, this is awk and stalk. But I can't see my life going on without her in it. I can't live in a world where she is not.