I'm packing, cleaning, doing chores.
Mom's gone and I'm stuck to pack and make everything fit all on my own.
I don't like it.
I'm used to having her here to help me when I need it.
I'm growing up.. and it's not fun.
So here I am, taking a short break..
blinking away tears and trying to calm down.
Lord, help me.
Y'all.. please pray.
I need it.