Jack of Harts

You never know where life is going to take you, or how many days you have to enjoy it. That is why I always made it a practice to say “I love you mom” whenever I left her house. I wanted to make certain that those were the last words I said if something happened and I never came back. Or if something happened to her, and I never saw her again. “I love you mom” were always the last words I said before I left. Now I’m moving into her house in preparation to rent my house. Tonight I opened her door to go to work, and those words came bubbling into the forefront of my mind. I just froze for a moment, because she wasn’t there to hear me. She would never hear me say those words again. That took a minute or sixty to work my mind through. It is amazing the random thoughts of a lifetime that will rise up and hit you without warning.