I am having a bad morning. Things are not working right and for some reason I have the urge to take out my broom and make sure it is loobed up for some serious flying!
And what pops into my head? My second oldest! I can see her going to the store, getting a drink, plopping it right by me, kissing my cheek, and telling me to drink this, calm down and relax! I really miss that girl!