I sincerely appreciate your message.

I think I made it through one actual conversation today without crying...but so many other things just trigger those tears...Mom's Handicapped Parking Permit dated 01-30-2015; when we got that, she said she would never live until it expired. Her hot pink shower ball, had fallen to the floor of the shower...found it when we got back around 3AM. And at the table tonight...my sister or niece had placed back a dining chair, that hasn't been at the table since Mom came 5 years ago, as she would sit there in her wheelchair.

I know...only 24 hours but hurts so much more than I had ever considered.