Mum would’ve been 70 today.
I remember sitting by her bedside, giving her this heartfelt speech about why the children’s book I had been messing around with for years, had never quite clicked.
I told her I finally figured out who the main character should be.
“Tsk, you just gotta get it done.”
Mum always knew how to give a kick in the ass.
So, even tho “We Don’t Say Butts” wasn’t the book I was talking about, I’ve at least got one done — and I’m finally moving on to what we talked about.
More to come. But feel free to keep reminding me to just get it done if I slow down.
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After 2 weeks and a whopping 0 posts trying to find her a home— I realize we’re maybe not cut out for this whole foster situation. If you are looking for a sweet pup, let us know… or don’t. But maybe do?
A bittersweet farewell. Full of love and support and thankfulness. From and for mum, of course, but also from and for everyone else who showed up in all the many ways. I can never repay any of you. Mum especially. ❤️
