The last words my daughter said to me were, “Momma, I need you.” Just minutes later, she was gone. I think about that a lot. I was in bed cringing from stomach cramps due to the virus we were both struggling with. Or at least I was. She was dealing with much more and I didn’t know it. Those words sum up our entire relationship really. She needed me for most things. Always did. Now she needs me to meet her where she is and I certainly will one day
