We had a lovely dinner with our youngest this afternoon...got to visit for a bit, came home and watched a movie on BluRay, then she was gone. As quick as she came...she went. It was a surprise to see her...didn't know she was in town. But it was a really nice surprise, none-the-less. I was shopping for groceries as she was sitting in the automotive office with her daddy, waiting for me to come back there to find her...all the way from North Carolina. Poof! She's here. Poof! She's gone. Oh, don't get me wrong! I am very thankful to have this opportunity. A chance to look at her, face to face. To look into those beautiful blue eyes and see her smile as she tells of the encounter on the plane coming from Raleigh to Memphis. Her visit just wasn't long enough. But...we'll take what we can get.
My late friend Jani, used to tell me about one of her sons coming home for visits. (Couldn't get any sympathy at all from her. Yes, I've complained about short visits before.) He stayed with her and Leroy, but she rarely saw him. As soon as he got up, he was off to see a friend or two and didn't come back until after bed-time. She shared how much it hurt, but had to realize she was "just Mom." So she would kiss him good-bye and make sure there was food there for him, should he want it. That might be kinda nice though. At least there would be the memory of Mom's home cooked meals. Gosh...it's been so long since I've been at home to actually cook a meal. So, maybe that wouldn't work here. Maybe there's nothing here to come to.
Well, whatever the reasons, I'll grab what I can and be grateful. Until the next visit, I'll remember the good-bye hug. "Hug me like you mean it, Mom." I was so sad to see her go, but didn't want her to know just how much. I suppose my emotions still rule me. I'll work on that. Maybe.
Here I'll wait...in Mary's World.
