Today, a friend suggested spur-of-the-moment that we go to a County Fair. I hadn't been to this fair since Mom was alive, and it was years ago. It was rushed but I agreed. The day was "enjoyable" but I found something I'd not felt before. My face - was frozen with grief. All day. It was stiff. I walked in sort of a daze. All I could think of was Mom, and I won't deny nearly crying. All I could think of was Mama - knowing she wasn't home. And before leaving Church this morning, a thought hit me that hadn't before - suddenly the thought that I would never see her again. I was afraid that maybe I might never even see her spiritually. I don't what caused that thought. I had a "nice" day - but my face was frozen stiff - with grief.
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