When she can vent about her life to you, and you try to be helpful before realizing that she just wants you to listen.
When you get a little older, and she starts teaching you about the real world. You realize that she has the ability to love others despite the way they've hurt her. And you're grateful that she protected your view of people for as long as she did.
And when you call her to talk she'll organize her entire office while you go on for hours. She'll tell you that it's impressive how much you talk, but you'll remind her where you get it from.
Because home is where your mom is
And it's always hard to leave.
But there's always more laughter:
giving ear lobe massages
speaking in Asian accents
pretending we're on a cooking show
replying "that's nice honey"
spending entire days at the spa
trying new crafts and hobbies
sorting candles for hours
laughing until we can't breathe
and we never stop laughing.
