For the first twenty minutes my mind just went wordless. All I could feel was just hurt. There was this stabbing pain that I couldn’t tell where it was or where it came from. I just let myself feel it, for some reason. Feel it and not think. If words could be so hurtful, I was just going to let my tears and myself subside in silence.
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And then for the next twenty minutes I just sat there until I realized it was Wednesday. So I got up, lit some candles for Mom and went to bed.
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I have been happy.
And this too shall pass.
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Questa è Enida 
time…
Yes, this too shall pass.:-)
I am sooooo glad we didn’t just ‘pass’ each other yesterday at KLCC! So happy to see you Meena! Hence the big hugs, three times!