May 6 - 4:42pm:
They say be careful what you wish for. I wished and wished for my mum to come home, to leave the hospital. I got my wish. She came home, just never how I imagined. Loopy, unconscious and with laboured breathing. My head instantly knew, my heart? In denial.
The first week of May will never not be a shit-show. Birthdays, death days - Mother’s Day all in the span of 5 days (usually).
And through it all, the one person I long for ❤️🩹