a mothers will cannot defeat a mothers will. They are a strong bunch, built from an unbreakable cloth. And should things go otherwise, I would not know what to do. My will would have to match her perseverance and I believe that is the case.
But still I am scared, aware that no one can defeat time whether by disconnected words or rhyme. It is out there for the world to see that the end if only as near as we see it to be.
So I will see her tomorrow and the day after that. They are facts rooted in will in a sealed container so that it does spill.