The Weight

[tracker7]

It’s been a year.

A year of firsts - first Halloween, first Thanksgiving, first Christmas and New Year, first birthday, first first first. First days without Mom.

I miss her. I can’t say I do every day, but when I do, I really do. There are days when I want to call her and tell her about some silly thing that I found interesting, to hear her cheerful “Hey buddy“ or “Hello son” when she answers the phone.

But, the year of firsts. It‘s done. Little notes on a calendar won’t have “the first without” mentally attached to them.

I love you, Mom.

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I finally got in an Armada match last night. Lost the game, but got to see how a couple of ship and upgrade interactions went. It was good to play after so long.

Went up to Columbus, Indiana, for a train show this morning. Three gorgeous layouts, but not much in the way of vendors. Watched trains run for a while, then headed back. Everything considered, I think I would have rather just gone over to Jeffersonville and ran on the SIRR, but, whatevs. Better than laying on the couch.