Missing Letter Monday: no W

Okay, so we’re skipping the Ws today.  No wreckage or wonkiness or worry or waste.  No wringing hands or writing poetry or waiting for the elevator.  We’re going W-free.

This challenge brought to you by The Mad Grad Student’s Missing Letter Mondays.

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Mother’s Day is fast approaching and I find myself in a bit of a bind.

You see, I’m usually the one who handles greeting cards for the family.  Birthdays, anniversaries, sympathy, thinking-of-you…I’m the one who pops into the greeting card section and stumbles onto the perfect card for each occasion.

But here I am, staring at my first Mother’s Day after mom died, and I can’t look at the cards.

Like, at all.

I actually tried to search through that section last Thursday – I saw the bright display, the banner overhead shouting Mother’s Day, May 8th, and stopped in my tracks.  I looked at the cards, processing the amount of pink displayed, and took a deep breath.  Surely I could do this.

I lasted sixty seconds, tops.

The first two cards brought sniffles, tears came with the third, and I didn’t even finish reading the fourth.  I just closed it up, put it back on the rack, and meandered off blindly trying to pull myself together.

Mother’s Day.  This one’s gonna be a doozy.