The pain came on quickly.

Literally, out of nowhere, sharp pain in my upper back tooth.

What in the world? My thoughts were all over the place.

I called a sweet neighbor, who’s husband is a dentist.

They quickly took me in, despite their office being closed that day.

It didn’t take long for them to confirm my suspicions…

I had an abscessed tooth.

Noooooooo.

75 years ago, my mom was born.

Her beginning years were extremely tumultuous and uncertain.

My grandmother was very young, still a teenager when she had my mom.

Due to circumstances, my mom ended up living with her grandmother and being raised by her.

I am so thankful for my great grandmother for stepping in and stepping up.

Her faith and foundation helped shaped my mom into who she is today.

Yesterday as we were driving the back roads to church, we passed the neighborhood where we used to live. As in, the 'hood we just moved from about 3 months ago.

I wasn't prepared for the punch in the stomach feeling that hit me. My insides felt queasy and I could feel a lump the size of a Fall pumpkin forming in my throat.

My daughter was the first to say it. "I miss this place, Momma. Why did we move?"