Mom In The Kitchen

When we emptied my dad's apartment I brought home certain consumable items both he and my mom had purchased.   I felt like my mom was standing next to me every time I used her cooking spray.

The can is empty and in the trash.

The Apartment

It's been sold.  New people moved in 5/20.

I am going to write them and wish them luck and happiness.

Orphan

Seven Mother's Days without my mom.  This is the first one without my dad.

I'm old, but I am still an orphan.

Shampoo

I wash my hair with shampoo that my mom once used.  It is not a brand I like, but it was hers.

The bottle is almost empty.

My Blanket

There is comfort in wrapping myself in a blanket from my parents house.  My mom's love is helping my cold go away.

My Cold

I would not have told my dad that I have a cold.  He would have told me to drink tea and to gargle.  He also would have insisted I skip work tonight.

I miss withholding things like this from him

Still Want To Call

It's been six months since my dad died.  Still, whenever I go to the theater, or go to dinner with my husband or friends I forget and go to call him at 7, or a little before.

He liked the good night call.  His nights started nice and early.