So far this year, the kid from Chicago has visited once and the college kid has spent two weekends at home. I squeezed them every chance I got. Not only do they squeeze me back, they're prone to special things like doing my chores for me when I'm preoccupied and bringing me treats when I'm working. They're consistently the best.
It's painful doing video calls with my dad and sis... because my mom's absence is so plain. It's difficult also because my mom was the chatty one on that side, the one with whom I shared books and shows, and now it's just the three of us being sad.
My mom was so very chatty. I always laugh when I think of the time At was on a phone call with my mom (maybe when At was 9/10 years old). At had been silent on the call for a while, so I whispered encouragement to say something, and At shot back, "I'm still waiting for Ammama to stop talking." Haha. Good times.
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Pic: A glimpse of The Maple River. Cold. It's going to stay in the single digits all week.
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Pic: A glimpse of The Maple River. Cold. It's going to stay in the single digits all week.
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