31 Days of October
The Hated Mom has had a year to wonder what October will feel like this time. The sights and sounds are almost the same, but the feeling is entirely different. I’ve let the known events run through my mind millions of times since the worst day of my life.
Go to school, come home, go out to eat, chat, repeat. There were edges. Spend a week at the beach in long sleeves and pants. There was an edge.
I missed the edges then it was almost too late.
I’ll never see Halloween the same way.