I probably just need to sleep.

Is this her way of trying to talk to me from up there because "Not Alone by Red" started playing after

What the fuck is going on with this playlist

Now it's "Always Remember Us This Way"...

Literally wtf.

Mom lemme fold my laundry please.

It's starting to dull but you really feel it when the light of a home goes out.

I thought I'd stop crying after a burial but I felt the finality with this.

God I am exhausted... But I can't just sleep in.

There are only 2 scheduled visiting hours and 4 hours in a day we can see her. My body can take the hit.

I know she can still heal and she is showing the tiniest of signs...

But the fear and is still keeping me awake. I'm legitimately terrified of waking up to the dreaded phone call that none of us siblings want to hear.

I never what the fuck a good night's sleep is but even so I used to at least manage the required 6 or so hours... Now I'm lucky if I even manage 3.

It's like she forgets this is the son that got most of her stubbornness lol