I should be at work today. However, Mr. T was called in for jury duty so I'm home with my girls. I figured it would be a nice day that I could do something at home as usual.
Then, I got a phone call from my mom. She had been calling me at work and couldn't find me there. She barely got the words out of her mouth before dissolving into tears. A death in the family. An unexpected, before-her-time kind of death. I can't imagine the devastation of her mother, daughter and sister in particular. I'm shocked. I find myself thinking how we are here one day and can be suddenly taken the next. There is a gaping hole in the lives of those left behind to mourn.
I don't post things so personal typically but suddenly, organizing my photos doesn't seem so important.