80 DEGREES AT 9 PM

It’s 80 degrees at 9 p.m. It’s still hot upstairs… the air conditioner has run all day. Yes, it’s the beginning of May and it’s already hitting the high 80’s and even the 90’s during the day. Somewhere in Central America grass is burning and it’s blowing up the coast and making our days hazy, our eyes water, and it’s making me sneeze. (Achoo! Bless me or something). From now until mid October, Southeast Texas is a sauna. The hazy air is just the icing on the cake.

It’s the eve of Mother’s Day. The first Mother’s Day without my mom. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel, really. My main goal is just to get through tomorrow and move on. I haven’t been home on Mother’s Day since 1994. Most of Mother’s Day has been cards and phone calls. It’s an odd feeling when you can’t call anymore. As a friendly tip, keep that in mind.

It’s time for me to go adjust the a/c again. I will make it through tomorrow and I will keep my chin up, I promise.