Missing Mom

She hasn’t been to our house for a month and I’m not used to not seeing her for that long. She promised to be here on Svet’s birthday on May 1 but that’s very little consolation to me. For someone who still depends on her mom for emotional strength, I feel crippled when she’s not around and not even on Facebook to talk to. I know I’m a big girl now (literally and figuratively), but I still miss her presence around the house. Granted, that when she’s here, she’s always bugging us to keep the house better (she’s kind of an OC), but that’s okay because I know she knows what’s best for us.

We’re not really the most expressive children on earth. We don’t say we love her very often, but we make it a point to make her feel special on her red-letter day, or on mother’s day. Now that I’m writing about it, I feel like we should be giving her more. Like discount baccarat cigars? Or maybe not. She smokes, FYI, but mostly cigarettes. And besides I don’t want to contribute anymore to any health issue she might encounter later on because of her smoking. I’m already worried about her as it is.

I hope to see her sooner than soon. I wish days would hurry up so she’d go here again for a quick vacation.