Conor (nevertrustice) wrote in cirque_msg, @ 2017-06-11 17:32:00 |
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May 14, late afternoon
Mother's Day might be an invented holiday, but it made me think of my own regardless. Knowing her, she's exactly where she usually is: down by the beach, watching the waves crash. It was the place that made her the happiest. Sometimes she'd play with them, make them dance and roll for us kids. I don't have to wonder how she's doing, because I know. I'm also convinced she's too stubborn to die before she's good and ready.