'you are my sunshine,
my only sunshine.
you make me happy
when skies are grey.'
just a moment in an incredibly busy day to say how much i love my mom. all of it - that's how damn much - all of it.
it's so amazing to realize as an adult what a part of your life your parents are, and just how damn good that is...
so, right, i was unnecessarily a pain in the ass monday night - talked to mom all day tuesday (off and on between my students' crises at work) and was more than ever impressed at just how fucking cool. and smart. and funny. and sweet. and all-around wonderful she is.
and then, this morning, i hear from the boy who is no longer my boyfriend (potsmoker - i don't wanna call him 'ex' 'cause that implies more than was there, frankly) at fuckin 5:30. and again around 10. sorta sent me into a tailspin, but it was so dumb i didn't wanna talk to anybody about it. mom calls me outta the blue at work. i answer the phone, she says, "well, what is it?" i love her.
how fuckin cool is my mom?
she's the coolest.
my only sunshine.
you make me happy
when skies are grey.'
just a moment in an incredibly busy day to say how much i love my mom. all of it - that's how damn much - all of it.
it's so amazing to realize as an adult what a part of your life your parents are, and just how damn good that is...
so, right, i was unnecessarily a pain in the ass monday night - talked to mom all day tuesday (off and on between my students' crises at work) and was more than ever impressed at just how fucking cool. and smart. and funny. and sweet. and all-around wonderful she is.
and then, this morning, i hear from the boy who is no longer my boyfriend (potsmoker - i don't wanna call him 'ex' 'cause that implies more than was there, frankly) at fuckin 5:30. and again around 10. sorta sent me into a tailspin, but it was so dumb i didn't wanna talk to anybody about it. mom calls me outta the blue at work. i answer the phone, she says, "well, what is it?" i love her.
how fuckin cool is my mom?
she's the coolest.
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Ah...that brought back memories. Sometimes, when I'm really sad, I lay my head in her lap...I know, I'm 23...and I ask her to sing to me and run her fingers through my hair. It feels so good!! I love mommy.
It's Sammy's birthday! Tomorrow, that is.