I miss my mom, for a thousand different reasons every day. Sometimes I can see whatever it is coming around the corner, and I can brace myself, and I can dodge it, or steel myself for it, or whatever is required. Sometimes though, there's just no way to know. It just hits you. Something you remember, something that you always meant to say or do, some bit of comfort that you didn't even realize you had until it's gone. I had a work triumph today. Not a big one, but the advisory panel for our research group met today and I have been working on this research this year, and while I'm not leading any pieces of the project, I've been thinking about them all and trying to contribute where I could. I'm also the person who did a lot of the organizing and coordinating, although I certainly had tons of help. And we've been prepping for this for such a long time, and all these other things went wrong this week, and then it happened. It was done. It went great. ...
I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it. - Pablo Picasso