Last night I woke many times as I struggled with the pain in my back and the coughing from the LRD.

Finally dozing on the floor I still woke in the predawn darkness and felt tears on my cheeks as my heart cried out, “I miss my Momma!”

The day has been very busy ever since as Chick and I spent an hour+ neatly folding and boxing by size the cute clothes that W has outgrown so Chick could sell to the local 2nd hand baby store.

I frowned but agreed to go when she asked me to join them in their quick jaunt to the other side of town.

She was thrown off balance when the buyers tornadoed through the beautiful selection of goods that W had been blessed with and then bought $11 worth and sent us out to the sidewalk with the boxes nearly full still and no longer neat, folded, or in any order.

She had called ahead and been told they would buy everything and all sizes, but it wasn’t the truth. She was ready to start crying (she gets little sleep with the baby’s schedule, and our to-do list hits her as overwhelming sometimes).

For once, I got to talk her down out of the tree as we made a plan. We would drive another 30 miles to the north side of town near the airport and offer the clothes to another franchisee of the store. (She called and was told they were buying). We agreed that anything that didn’t sell she was meant to donate to H.u.b.b.a.r.d. H.o.u.s.e. and the families they help.

We drove, dropped off the clothes, and prepared to wait for them to go through them. With an hour wait guestimate, we grabbed a quick bite to eat and then went to the nearby Office Max to buy the storage boxes, tape, and markers for packing.

As we came out, Chick began beaming. “Did you see?”

As the preciously-mannered OM employee helped me stuff boxes in the car, Chick went to retrieve the 2 pennies that had been dropped in our path.

Pop started this tradition right after his death, placing a penny in my path where there was none before to give me a boost of knowing he was around sending supportive love.

Knowing that Snowy was with him leaving a penny as well, well, don’t you know that made me feel really, really, really loved just when I needed it most?

Yep. My Momma (and Pop) love(s) me!