It's very odd to realize that you've been in a place long enough that you know someone who just gave birth and, quite soon after, are required to attend a wake. Reminds you how life and death can sometimes follow each other, not quite heads or tails, but something that goes round robin and becomes a strange cycle of what can and cannot happen.
It doesn't help that your mom is starting to go all Diane Sawyer in Because I Said So on you. Maybe I shouldn't have told her what was going on in my life. O_o
This is what reminds me that every day with you is a gift. Things are tough these past couple of months, but hey, we're pulling through. Prayer and hope can do that to a person.
I love you, fishie.