The Dance
My brother will never dance with my mom at his wedding.It’s weird how that is one of the things that resonates so strongly with me. That thought first hit me when my mom was laying in the hospital during her last days, and it has come back to me often. A moment. That will never be. Lost.I’ve cried for that lost moment many times. Dancing with Joe at my wedding My brother, Joseph’s relationship with my mom was very different than mine. They didn’t talk every day. They drove each other simultaneously crazy. My mom with her hovering, my … Read more