You know the quintessential scene in some tear jerker movies where the person has the emotional break down and collapses to cry, well that was me earlier at the Nature Center.

A friend suggested I listen to a podcast where people tell stories from their lives. I finally decided to give it a go during my walk. I picked the most recent episode and what the fuck is it about? A girl dealing with the death of her mother.

I should have known not to listen to it, but I thought it would be no big deal. Ha!! Was I wrong. The more she said, the more I cried until she talked about going to her mothers grave. The visual it created in my mind made me feel like I couldn’t breath and that my chest was caving in. I literally had to stop on the middle of the bridge crossing Springfield Lake to sit and gain my composure.

So, I suppose this little outburst means I’m not quite over her death, at least not as much as I’d like.