Dropping off supplies for the oncoming snow that never came


Milk and bread. That’s all my mom wanted before the winter storm hit and I was braving the grocery store. Dropped things off and chatted for a good while, having one of those conversations you may find yourself lucky enough to have with a parent. Thinking out loud over the challenges and joys of life and trying to wrap your collective arms around it all.

Her cat Shadow seemed more interested in grooming than our chat.