i've spent the last few days wandering around my house. every couple of hours or so, i pick up my phone and start to dial. i put the phone back down realizing that, in fact, my mom and dad are out of town. i feel sort of like a loser at this point.
i didn't realize how much i talk to my mom. how much i need her. i don't talk to her everyday. but i had several moments this week that i wanted to ask her a question. like what the rash was on fussy's bum. how to make something in a dutch oven. what her recipe for such and such was.
i wonder if my parents miss me like i miss them. probably not. they probably are enjoying their vacation away from all my stupid phone calls!
then that stupid quote about mother and sons comes to my mind. and then i get all sad again.
"a daughter is a daughter for life, a son is a son until he takes a wife".