I thought I saw you at Walmart the other day. I was walking out of the frozen food aisle when I saw a woman who looked just like you. She had short dark hair, perfectly styled. She wore glasses, the type that show off friendly eyes. I might not have noticed this woman if it hadn’t been for one detail — her shirt. She was wearing a red Kansas Jayhawk t-shirt. My favorite. The whole scene caused me to stop in my tracks. It took my breath away and I saw her smile at me just before my eyes started to mist over. I had to turn away. When I finally looked up, she was walking away…a watermelon in her arms.

You always liked watermelon.

Empty Chairs, Everywhere is a personal grief diary as I process the loss of my Mother to COVID-19.