Afterthought

Yesterday I said goodbye to my mom as she left us for South Africa after a successful vacation of about three months. I was definitely sad to see her go. It didn't help at all that she kept house while she was here - it just makes her departure even worse.

For those that are thinking at this point that I am rather shallow, read on...

Apart from her domestic "duties", she has added a valuable seal of approval to my life as well as adding quality input into certain areas that are crucial and can only come from a mother.

I will miss waking up and sitting with her on the bed to drink tea and eat breakfast before indulging in some much needed daily devotionals and prayer. I would not even get ready for work until about 8:00.

Then there is the fact that she would exert her creativity into new hairstyles for work and her help with my outfits for work in the mornings that leave me a little sad now.

It feels quite akward to be in the house since her departure. If one can develop or break new habits in three weeks, what happens with a situation after three months?

Every afternoon we would go for walks and just enjoy the fresh air and the dogs that excitedly bark at us because they so desperately want to go for a walk too. The one house has a pitch black cat with green eyes and they dress him in a little green hankerchief each day. It was a quite an adorable site.

A lot of time went by for us at the beach and we saw many weird and wonderful sites there to feast our eyes on. And, of course, sea shells by the plenty!

My mom and I even attempted a few crafts, drank a lot of cappacino's, read books and of course, laughed a lot and talked equally as much.

Poor Larry didn't stand a chance.

But, the vacation is over and I already miss her a lot with one glimmer of hope: to have her live and work in the States so that she will be nearby and available for quick weekend trips.

My love to all