Mama

I wish I could call you right now.

I wish that at least once a week.

...But, today I have to facilitate a study group at work and the notion is making me really nervous. I've always been more of a facilitated than a facilitator.

It's nuts.

I know it's all in my head, but I'm still a wreck.

I know you'd have something witty and wonderful to say if I could just talk to you about it.

What would you say, Mama?

You'd say - You're smarter than all of those people put together.

You'd say - I'm so proud of you.

You'd say - My daughter is an RN - like it was the equivalent of being a rocket scientist or something - because it was to you.

Mama - Sometimes I miss you so much it hurts.

Just so you know.