JenP, I 100% said it out loud.

One of my recurring ones is realizing it's almost the end of the semester and I've forgotten one of the classes I signed up for, never attended a single lecture, and of course it's too late to drop the class and it's going to wreck my GPA and maybe make me flunk out altogether.

And I can't find the Registar’s Office to figure out how to withdraw.

A friend of mine said this on FB recently:

Grief does come in waves. Sometimes the waves just keep rolling, one right after the other and you feel you’re never going to get out of the wave but you hang on; sometimes the waves slow down and may only last for a few seconds but you know you were hit; sometimes you’re feeling good but whoosh you’re hit from behind with a surprise wave and get knocked over again. The waves don’t really go away but somehow you learn to ride the wave.

I thought it was powerful

I have the “I don’t know my schedule or clases or locker” dream about high school more than college.

and said, "Awwww, I was excited to show them to Mama."

Oh so hard

The waves don’t really go away but somehow you learn to ride the wave.

Jessaaaaah, you have wise friends.

There are so many metaphors, but I did think that was a good one.

Just a little twinge, but there will be so many of those.

Yeah.

I also meant to say:

We’re are struggling in different ways, but it’s easier together.

That's really well put. I'm glad you had that time, msbelle.

Oof. Yeah, probably nigh infinite twinges.

We (Cowboy (his noms de 'net) and I) are going to be in Denver overnight on Monday, Sept 11

Staying near the airport and my murder pony, or going all the way into Denver proper? Also, jelly, as I am coming up on FOUR YEARS since last I saw Blucifer.

I've left the pleather pants behind and I'm ready to embrace the caftan life.

Hmph.

She handled it well, and was feeling excited on the way home and then caught herself as we approached our house, and said, "Awwww, I was excited to show them to Mama."

Oh Lord. I'm so sorry Matilda. I'm so sorry, Hec. Look, Matilda, the world is never going to be the same without your beautiful mother. You won't be the same. Emmett won't be the same. Dad won't be the same.

That said, that very same mother tried her darndest to prepare you for this world. Take every one of Jacqueline's life lessons to heart. Why? JZ was our heart. She was wise beyond her years. Every single word she ever spoke here was from love (I can't actually say that about any Buffista, including my fallible self, other than your mom and Nilly).

I hate that you're going through this Matilda. Your mother is the mother every girl should have. Suck in every moment of her love, compassion, comfort, and advice, and just steep on it.

And girl? Please know that everytime you mess up (you will) there are a whole. bunch of us here who will go to bat on your behalf, because of the incredible grace your mama always showed us.

Take care, my dear. You are enveloped in love.