"stop crying your heart out"

We used to listen to this Oasis song when At was a toddler and then it popped up on the playlist when we were ferrying stuff At was taking stuff to donate to the thrift store and put into storage in our basement preparatory to moving to Chicago TOMORROW. I knew she meant to move at the end of the month, but I didn't know it was going to be so soon. (Only two or three days sooner than I expected, but it seemed to make a big difference today.) 

And then tears were rolling down my face and I was trying to brush them away as I was driving and At was ruefully petting my arm and saying Mama, you're not doing what the song is telling you to do (i.e., "stop crying my heart out.") That made me smile a bit. Then she helpfully noted that we've never lived this far apart before upon which I started crying again. 

And some of the stuff going into storage was picket signs for a cause At had poured years of work into and had come to naught and some stuff going to the thrift store was stuff I had agonized over and spent a way too much money getting for her. Plus our Flu and Covid shots hurt and made me bleed. And I haven't heard this song in years, and "all of the stars are fading away" made me think of my mom, and every thing has the potential to make me sad today. 

Pic: The nonchalant snowperson from earlier this week I termed my patronus, is a deflated mess this week, and feels like today's patronus.