I don’t want to count, how many times I was in an emotional freefall, and my mom caught me before I hit the bottom. I’m sure it took so much more strength on her part, than she really had to spare. But to this present day, when I’m falling she faithfully catches me. Not only that, she holds on tight, until I am emotionally balanced again and my “inner workings” are back to neutral.
What would I do without her? I can certainly say thank you, by taking good care of her now, that her health is slowly declining. Momma, you are still my hero 💯💗🥇
Trivialities & Intricacies 