Well, when we moved about a year ago there happened to be a daycare on the corner. My child was pretty scared of strangers so we started going over there together. The lady who ran it was a lovely 75 year old lady. She let me sit and hold him until he got comfortable. It took months. She never judged me. I was just there on Thursday and Friday. It was so nice to have her to talk to.
Yesterday we heard screaming and ran out to find her daughter hysterical. Her mom had passed in her sleep. I have not been great. I don’t really have a lot of friends here and my child really loved her. I did too.
So rough week for the family here.
I have a million things she said running through my mind. I think I have to write a letter.