Background info: Everyday when my mom was alive she would hide a note somewhere in the house and the game for the day was to find it. She would leave one for each one of us (My dad, my sister, and I). When I say game, it was a game. Right after dinner we would begin the quest to find them.. they always said silly and sweet things on them in my mom’s bubbly, childlike handwriting, and she would giggle like a little girl when she saw our smiles of accomplishment when we found them.
What happened today: We all found notes…dated the day before she died.