Mom Descending A Staircase

Mom Descending A StaircaseI hardly remember the reason for coming up here now, I mean, in the first place. Isn't that weird? Sometimes things happen, the smallest little thing during a day or a lifetime, and everything else that preceded it--even big, major events--becomes so insignificant or minor in comparison that it just doesn't seem to matter. Or register, even. It doesn't even register with you, not really.I came up to the attic--it's barely that, actually, more of a crawl space above the...