my mom thinks i don’t miss her as much as i do. i live almost 3 hours away now and we talk almost everyday but she thinks i like being far away for the freedom. she knows i feel this way about my dad and that ive always been her independent child. she will drive to mine and my wife’s house to bring things she’s getting rid of, she usually drops the items off and talks for a few minutes before leaving because she usually has packed weekends with the rest of the family and she doesn’t want to bother my wife and i on our days off. sometimes she comes just to get her hair done by my wife but will still find food or something to bring for our home. today she brought me basically a new office chair, baking sheets for my wife and some towels. i took the towels out of the bag they were brought in and immediately buried my nose in them. nothing compares to the smell of your family home. i gave her a big hug and thanked her and told her i miss her so much. i love how far my mom and i have come, how she always checks on my wife and me, and how she always thinks of us first. my wife bought an extra case of celsius for her to thank her for always coming and bringing us household items, and my mother said she would only take two since they are expensive, this is the only time my mom and i argue is when we try to do something nice for her. we have had many conversations about the roles of children and their parents, she takes care of my grandparents now that they are getting older and still takes care of both of her kids. my wife and i don’t ask for anything from her, yet she still offers and does what she can for us. during rough periods, my mom talks with us and helps us navigate the hardships. my mom wasn’t always the easiest person, but now that im an adult i realize that she was a struggling single mom with two kids and a shitty counterpart and she was trying her best to provide for my brother and i financially and emotionally. my mother is a saint and i can’t thank the world enough for blessing me with such an incredible mother.
(all of this because of the towels and the fact that she is always coming down to support us)
