I was up early, watching this juvenile Cross Orbweaver shuttling about, at work building her web.
Meanwhile, the full-grown big mama spider above her had already constructed the classic spider web.
As for me, today is that trite scene, the Reading of the Will. I don’t anticipate any drama, I’m confident my mama cared for us all and just wanted to show her appreciation of everyone in the family, so all it’s going to do is make me sad.
I wish I could give you a real hug instead of an online one. You are going to feel sad but you’re not a toxic male who pretends not to have feelings . Grief takes a while to heal from. Just be kind to yourself