Every night when I close my eyes and about to go to sleep I get a lump in my throat. Knowing that when I wake up she will not be here. I have to force myself to keep calm and go about my normal day. There are times when I lose control. It could happen as I'm driving down Blackstone, or Shaw or Shields. It could happen anytime and anywhere. A song on the radio usually triggers my emotions. Then my phone rings. I pick it up and as I am trying to wipe away the tears, I hear a cute little boy voice on the other end. It is my 7 year old grandson. Asking me if I can come over because he wants to show me his new books. I immediately snap back to reality. Yes, I tell him. I will go see his new books.
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