January is even a harder month this year than usual.
You see, my dear sweet Mother is at a hospice house now.
I used to call her and jabber away at her every single night. We'd chat about the family, the kids, the weather, how messy dogs can be - especially in the winter, what's for dinner, my work friends -- just about anything and everything.
And now, she is fading away from me, from all of us.
What will I do without her?
She's in my dreams and my heart always, but I am feeling very lost.