It’s that time of the year. It’s the end of the first quarter. It’s the first day of the month. It’s April Fool’s Day. That last part makes me sad. My mother loved April Fool’s pranks. She would go all out. She’s not here to experience this one. She hasn’t been for the last few years. I can’t even imagine what type of prank she would try to pull during these horrifically dark days. But she would have a prank ready to go. I miss that. I miss her.
Besides trying to prank us all she would probably be pained by this all and very vulnerable. She would also be in a state of daily panic for my well-being. Being in healthcare right now is like being in a war zone. She would be so frightened for me and that would fill me with even more anxiety. It would, most assuredly, be a tightrope I would be walking. When I had to travel every week, she would make me call her before takeoff and after landing. She worried about me. She would worry now. It would be horrible to put her through that.
I miss my mom, though. I would love for her to prank me and get me “real good”. I would love to laugh with her in the midst of all this pain. Here’s hoping there are some good pranks to take our minds off of all this chaos.