I have had a lot of stuff in my head since Tuesday and it translates to me having more MS-y days. because I have not been feeling well all week! But today, Sean came over and my Mom went shopping. When she came home, she had me listen to a song and she told me that it was, “For you.” I was familiar with the song but I never listened to the words because I do not have a daughter. But hearing my Mom tell me that it was for me, make me cry as this song played and my Mom reminded me of a time that she saw it was, “So tender.”
It was right after my Abuela died and before my aunt died. Her mother and her sister. When we would drive around doing errands or something, I was only seven when my Abuela died and had just turned eight four days before my aunt Rita died. I was allowed to sit in the front seat back then (because I am so old) and I would ask my Mom as we got into the car, “Are you going to cry again?” And as we fastened in, she would start to cry.
I would just sit next to her silently and put my left hand in the crook of her right arm at her elbow. she would continue to cry and she would put her left hand on top of mine. I can clearly remember doing this more then we’re just gonna go to the 30 years ago. I think it’s sad that I am not part of the club because I do you not have a daughter but I really liked being part of the club here because I AM my mother’s daughter: