Yes, you read that right.
The book I am currently reading has probably one of the best lines ever.
“I would rather receive a Pap smear from Captain Hook than venture out on New Year’s Eve.”
― Jen Lancaster, The Tao of Martha: My Year of LIVING; Or, Why I’m Never Getting All That Glitter Off of the Dog.
I need to find a way to use it at least once per conversation. It can be used for any miserable situation!
Tonight was Yoga book club. I love my yoga book club. Our last book was horrible, but we had a wonderful time discussing it. We having deep conversations with breaks of laughter. We meet every two months or so and our meetings can not come soon enough.
Today my mom and I ventured out for lunch and some errand running. One of my favorite things to do used to be hanging out with my mom. We would spend all day running around, talking about anything and everything, and having a fantastic time. Now my mother is barely a shell of what she used to be. It is hard to spend time with her. I miss my mom. I want her back. She used to be vibrant and fun to talk to. I do not see that anymore. I fear I will never see it again. She is too young to be this weak.
How do I get her back?
Or do I figure out a way to accept that this is how it will be?
What do I do?
