09/03/2026
Yes, LEGOS. At 47. 😂
That’s my new hobby because apparently I need something to keep my hands and mind busy so I don’t completely drown in this grief. One little piece at a time… literally.
But what I really want to know is WHY my mother thought THIS was a good time to leave me?! 😒 You had me out here thinking I could be somebody’s child forever, and now suddenly I’m the grown-up everybody is looking at?! Absolutely not.
Shirley… when I see you again, IT’S ONSITE. 😭😂
Because why would you leave me here to be responsible, pick up grandbabies, check on everybody, AND figure out life without you?!
I miss you more than words can explain, Ma. 💔
But until we meet again… I guess I’ll keep taking care of your people, raising your babies, building these damn LEGOS, and trying to figure out how to live in a world without my best friend.
Day 33: Still grieving. Still confused. Still mad at Shirley. And now apparently… a LEGO enthusiast. 😭🧱💔