I just had dinner with my mother. It was so good to catch up, since my parents have been away for seven months. I got to see photos of the places they stayed in Northe Carolina, and to start to get a feel for what it was like there.
As she was leaving this evening, she started to cry, saying “I feel like I lost you somewhere along the way. We’re so distant”
I’m not entirely sure what to do with this.