Tonight I said something I shouldn’t have to a friend. And the feeling it caused me brought on the tears. And I wondered, “Did I cry this much before amm died?”

For situations like this, I most likely did. Except I would have called her crying and confessing. And she would have said the words I needed to hear to calm me down.

But now when I cry, I don’t have her to call so it’s more consuming. And noticeable.

“Mom? Are you reading this? Please take some of my tears for me. Love KK”