Bittersweet

When I was in Kansas in August, I knew it was for the last time. My mom had been placed in hospice care a week before and I wasn't sure I'd make it in time. I spent good time with her and before leaving, took a barely started bit of baby blanket meant for my brother's future son. I finished what she started and am getting ready to send it off, but I'm having a hard time letting it go. I've put it the box 3 times and keep taking it out. It's the last thing I have that my mother touched and its like she's died all over again. I know it's time to say goodbye- again.


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