Procrastinating

I keep reminding myself that I need to post here but it's been difficult to sort through everything in my mind. It seems as though every waking moment is filled with thoughts of her. Sometimes I'm okay and at other times I'm not. I never know when thoughts of her will cause me to break down.

I went to school (I'm in college) wednesday and an elderly lady was just beginning the class, as was I, and she wanted to sit near me. We were working with computers and as she tried to do certain things on the computer she reminded me of how my mother tried to do things on the computer. I sat in the car later and just began crying. At first I was clueless then realized later that the catalyst must have been my interaction with the lady. I helped her as much as I could, but as with my mother she couldn't quite grasp certain things. I hope she sticks with the class.

I'll get around to adding memories here eventually, when I can look back at the past and can see through the tears better.