Nightly Gathering

Open Thread Post 8

This post is for anybody who would like to write about their grief. I know I have to work on getting the word out about this substack so that more people can find it.

One month ago, December 22nd, was the last night I ever got to talk to Morgan. It was the last time I ever heard the word, “mom” from her. Logically I should be crying as I type this, but for some reason there are no tears right now. I'm tired. Is that why?