Mary Meyer

It’s almost been a year now, mom, and I miss you as much as if it was yesterday. I hope your Ka has found the peace it lacked those last few months, and that all your animals who went before you are keeping you company now. I miss you so much. I can’t see a crossword without thinking of you, or anything related to Scrabble. I need you, to talk to, for a hug, and you aren’t there. I want to be angry, but despite what you might have thought, I never could be angry with you for long. Again, may you, and all the other Meyer, Sworske, and Kosidowski Akhu, be at peace. I love you always.