Late night snack with Mom
After work, I booked it to the airport to see my mom. Her flight was 30 minutes delayed flying out of Tokyo. After watching a bit of the soccer game, I anxiously waited at the arrival gate.
A rush of weird emotions hit me as I saw my mom. She has rarely acted as my guardian, but she is my best friend. On the car ride to where she’s staying, I just laid my head on her shoulder and told her how much I missed her. She was very tired but did a lot of closed eyed nodding and smiling.
If I want to see my mom, I just go to”Jeonpo, exit 1,” a thirty minute subway ride on line one. Her place is really nice. It has all the appliances I haven’t seen in the last two months.
We swung by the market for groceries and Family Mart for booze. We ate sweet potatoes hot from the oven. I told her about everything that had pulled on my heart strings the last few weeks. She told me about the distasteful sushi she had on the plane.
As I rode the subway home last night, I knew I was lucky. Three more days, we’ll be back at the airport, and things will get even better. Unbelievable.