I finally worked up the courage to see my mom in the rest home.
It's been a battle, but we might have the upper hand this year.
Worry is a wasted emotion, help those who suffer from it.
Gone, but never forgotten.
It never fails, too many things to choose from, all on the same day.
I'm losing my mom one day at a time.
We never get enough time with the ones we love.
I should have known better - all I needed to do was help more.
Lots of cats, and sooo much litter...