yesterday was spent helping to write an obituary. scouring through photos to find the perfect ones for her funeral. trying to remember her favorite flowers for her casket.

it was spent picking out a dress to bury her in. finding the perfect strand of pearls as a final gift from her son. choosing a shirt and tie for him to wear to his mom's funeral.

it was spent watching my little boy's father completely break.

but we also spent the day laughing. remembering her. we didn't talk about money. we didn't talk about visitation rights. we didn't talk about court. we talked about his mom. bc what we now have in common is that we both loved her. and we both lost her.