I cry in the car and in the bathtub. For some strange reason, those are the times that I think of my mom the most, and I almost always cry. The truth is that I cry in the car alot. No one really knows this because I always wipe my face and put on a smile before I walk in the door. I heard that Luther Vandross song “Dance with my Father” on the radio the other day while I was driving and totally lost it. Why does that happen to me in the car, and when I am soaking in the bathtub? Why can’t I really remember her without crying?
I have so many things I want to tell her. I keep thinking that I will see her and that I will have so much to tell her that I won’t even know where to start. Most of all, I want my dad to be happy again. I can’t type anymore.