Living without mommy- and then it happened. The fear, the devastation and the ultimate in never mores- Square in the face, the pain sits quivering. Hey, mom we need you now more than ever. Waves of emotional pain storm in, no tap on the shoulder, no heads up. The freshness of the loss severes a piece of our hearts. You are still our center stage. The compass for our actions. We talk about the days in Rhinebeck when Robo rubbed your feet, coddled your soul. We read aloud to you, you are the only face staring back in the dark. Yes, we hear you now. Wow, really? thank you Mamala. Focusing on your words gets us through on not just the murky days. Looking forward in the “just have fun” ways is our biggest take away from our life long dialogue. Ok, hold on mommy – yes, we will make it a good Monday BH