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duia today and she told me about this fabulous mall in Austin called The Domain and declared that "they're building a Nordstrom just for you!" and my first impulse was still to yell to Mom in the next room. Nordstrom was kind of our store. We loved shopping there, loved the cafe, loved the whole feel of the place.
Part of me still keeps hoping that I'm going to wake up in my room in Maine and this will all be a bad dream. I just miss her so much.
This might be where Duia and I are living if it's still available in like six weeks. It's lovely and cheap and it has a yard for the puppies. It's pretty much perfect.
Last Friday I got the check for Mom's life insurance. For the first time in my life I held a check for $20,000 in my hand and I wanted to burn it. Instead I cashed it. I'm going to pay off my credit card, save about six grand in case it takes me awhile to get a job, and use the rest as a hefty down payment on my new car.
Next week I'm buying a red Toyotal Yaris Hatchback. Mom and I test drove one over the summer. She was supposed to be there with me when I bought the car.
Someday I want to take Duia to Charlotte and show her the city. I want to walk the streets and imagine the life I was supposed to have. I try to think about before Mom got sick and I feel like I can't remember anything, not really. I feel like all the misery of the last few months just pushed the rest of my life out of my mind. I just really want to wake up.
duia today and she told me about this fabulous mall in Austin called The Domain and declared that "they're building a Nordstrom just for you!" and my first impulse was still to yell to Mom in the next room. Nordstrom was kind of our store. We loved shopping there, loved the cafe, loved the whole feel of the place.Part of me still keeps hoping that I'm going to wake up in my room in Maine and this will all be a bad dream. I just miss her so much.
This might be where Duia and I are living if it's still available in like six weeks. It's lovely and cheap and it has a yard for the puppies. It's pretty much perfect.
Last Friday I got the check for Mom's life insurance. For the first time in my life I held a check for $20,000 in my hand and I wanted to burn it. Instead I cashed it. I'm going to pay off my credit card, save about six grand in case it takes me awhile to get a job, and use the rest as a hefty down payment on my new car.
Next week I'm buying a red Toyotal Yaris Hatchback. Mom and I test drove one over the summer. She was supposed to be there with me when I bought the car.
Someday I want to take Duia to Charlotte and show her the city. I want to walk the streets and imagine the life I was supposed to have. I try to think about before Mom got sick and I feel like I can't remember anything, not really. I feel like all the misery of the last few months just pushed the rest of my life out of my mind. I just really want to wake up.
