half past six, eighty minutes and fifteen too this morning my mom left to visit the motherland to settle some family business. half past six. “ha-eee-deee! go! go!” as we crawled in through the back of the bus-limo to the airport, mom fills the air with conversation - say 90% her voice, 8% the van-driver, and 2% me? :) in goes one earphone... a little later the other pair too. eighty minutes went by till we arrived at the airport, checked in, and bid a temporary farewell.
i have fifteen minutes to quickly jot down about mom before class. --
mom. i’m so glad we could spend quality time together yesterday - quality because you were there - and time, because we can never buy it. therefore as it is in high demand and low in supply... it was most wonderful :) i know in years time, as you see me grow even more into my adulthood as a woman... you’ll say of me how much i caused you “heartbreak” and “suffering.” but i honor and thank you for the way have persisted in believing in me despite how i chose to make decisions that weren’t so conventionally “acceptable”. i’m thankful for how you have, and always say that you will stand by me no matter what because i am your daughter. unrequited love. it has often made me feel uncomfortable - this kind of love. see you in three weeks mother <3
