My mom’s visit was short. Lasted all of four heavenly days but they were precious. For some strange reason, I wanted to capture each day and encapsulate it in an indestructible, time-tested pod.
Each day I would wake up with a smile at her melodious humming. She made some of my favorite childhood goodies. Our home was spotless. But are those the reasons I miss her?
I think I miss her voice. Her presence. Her unconditional love. Her tender hugs.
I miss her.
I walked into an empty home the day she left and burst into tears. The vacuum was evident. I called my husband despite knowing he’d worry needlessly. After ages, I felt loneliness surround me. I’ll blame it on my pregnancy, I suppose.
Love you, mom.
And here's our baby update:
Picture credit: dante-perales.memory-of.com
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