My favorite person in the world has left Madtown. My Mom. Had a great weekend with my her. It is amazing to me how many people I know who would prefer torture tickling to hanging w/Moms. About 5 years ago I was that person. Then my parents started their round the world tour and I have been missing them ever since. In the last 2 years my Mom and I have really bonded. Me planning a wedding and her being married to someone who lived mostly in England for a year and half brought us together.
Now I don't want her to go.
Our first night we were pretty mellow. Then Friday we watched this terribly melodramatic miniseries we are both hooked on and she introduced me to my new favorite wine - Fat Bastard. YUM. She discovered it in France. Thank you France. Oh and there was shopping.
Saturday - my cousin's wedding. SHE HAD A WEDDING PARTY OF 16!!! Insane. She looked great and at the end of the ceremony they did the polka to On Wisconsin. So cute. Then we had a dry reception. Literally no liquor followed by craziness at my uncles. My uncle makes homemade wine. I think that lets you know where the evening went. Needless to say we crashed at my aunts who live nearby. Not such a bad thing except they have 5 cats and I slept on a loveseat shorter than me. I am 5 foot 2 inches - people that is amazing!
So yesterday we crashed hard. We went for a walk and rented movies and hung out.
It ruled.
Today she hung w/another aunt and her best friend then she picked me up from work early and we sat and talked in the mall. We had this elaborate plan to eat at the airport before her flight and visit, and of course her flight got switched. So I had about 10 minutes w/her and she was gone.
I bawled and felt like an idiot and she said to stop because she didn't want to cry. That just made me cry more. So she hugged me and I asked her to stay. Earlier I had threatened to throw myself at her and scream PLEASE DONT GO, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME. Kind of wish I had.
I guess all of this post is saying is this : I am so lucky.
No matter how blue things are and how down I feel I have one awesome, kick- ass Mom.
I don't know how I got such great parents but whoever had a hand in it I thank you.
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Such an awesome story! It's so wonderful how much you appreciate her. You only get one Mom and the worlds biggest shame is that they don't last as long as you do.
Write her a letter. Make her cry in the privacy of her own home. :-)
Aw Caprise, your mom is such a sweetie and so are you! :) You were so funny in that drunken phone call, I about died laughing! :) Sorry I missed her, but I'm glad you got so much time with her!
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