I knew it was deep inside of my cervix, because I felt it as it slid past my now relaxed opening. I wondered if I pushed real hard if it would hurt or... if I could force it deeper.I used my right hand and then I even used my left on top of it trying to pull it in. I felt the pressure, however, there was no pain. I could not get it in any deeper, I instantly knew the next step, I pulled it out stood and laid it on my dresser, I then pulled out my sewing kit and grabbed the tape measure. I rolled. We remember even more details when they have passed and are waiting to welcome us into their loving world. (Hope I make it there.)I’ll tell you a little more of my mom so you know why I have those loving thoughts of our time together.We were Florida farmers or if you were in Texas we would have been ranchers. Our farm had acreage that was used for strawberries and then when all the berries were gone, the fields and rows were replanted with broccoli and tomatoes.That was just the big rotating. He still had to walk to the parts store to get the part and then walk back. He’d spend the rest of the day fixing the truck and wouldn’t get anything else done. Even a ride to and from the parts store would save him an hour.Jack said, “Maybe you’re right.”“I am right,” Abby said.“So what are you suggesting?” Jack asked. He jerked his leg in response to the sudden application of cornstarch on it. If felt surprisingly cool against his skin.Abby answered, “I was thinking of something like a. Be really really interested in getting to know her a bit more. Don't smile too much (it makes you look insincere or insecure) but don't be a grim reaper either. 3) Crack jokes about the situation you both find yourself in but NEVER about her or her car or her dress. If you do, her insecurity will kick in and she will try to get back into her shell. Tell her a bit about yourself but not your life story. But let her tell you her life story! Make her smile. Tell her some funny and self deprecating.