Hey God?

My Mom is not afraid to die. She told me that today. She’s actually excited to meet You. Which is a weird concept to me, but that’s not my point…

Hey God? I’m terrified to live in a world that doesn’t have my mom in it. There is nothing I can do to to make this right.

Please make sure that if I can’t hold her hand again before she dies, that You will. Please stay close to her and keep watch when I can’t.

Hey God? If there were ever a time for me to catch a break, could it please be right now? I’ve made peace with every single face that YOU get to see that I don’t, but this is my mom. For fucks sake.

Hey God?

Remind her it’s okay to let go. Please. She’s always trusted YOU with every single aspect of her life. No matter what. Hands down YOU’VE always been her best friend and biggest fan. No wonder she can’t wait to meet You.

Remind her, again, that she’s not alone? And by her, I mean ME.

My mom is not scared.

Hey God? I am.

Until Next Time,

~A