"Inauspicious."
The day I took my mom to the airport, I wrote about finding a four-leafed clover to pack for good luck. I didn't write about how my mom promptly lost it. I found an older one I had squirreled away for her to take.
But the more I think about it, the more it feels like that was a foreshadowing of her hospital visit and everything else to come.
I wonder what else I missed.
3 comments:
:( These kinds of thoughts are so useless, but they haunt me sometimes too.
I googled the post title, but it failed me.
I don't think you missed anything that could have made a difference. You had a lovely visit at the end. That's a gift.
And I kind of love you keep extra four leaf clovers around.
And now everything will become Significant. I hope you understand that and try to be gentle with yourself. Remember No Regrets.
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