There are some days when I really miss my mom. Today was one of them. She was on my mind from the moment I woke up. All day, I wished she was still with us. I could come home and spend a nice evening with her after work. We'd have some dinner and then watch TV. She'd read or work a crossword puzzle and I'd be on the computer. We'd talk about the day's news or what was going on in Deb's life. Nothing exotic, no deep conversations, just a comfortable evening at home. The cat would sit with one of us, or maybe in between us. Around 10 or so, we'd both head to bed.
That would be nice.