Missing Mommy

Mommy usually fix things around the house. She keeps things organize and in order.
She washes the dishes, cooks food on time and makes the house feel warm (aside from the weather anyway)

But then again, after everything that happened in the house, what can I expect?

still, I expected.

Wednesday night, arriving home at about 9pm, hungry and tired...
There's no food. Dishes were waiting to be washed.

mind you, it's ok for me to do all those house work by myself...
the only problem was, it's someone else's mess.

yes, arriving home, tired and hungry,
the lasting i want to do is clean-up after someone.

oh well, after ranting about my fate, i kinda thought about it for a while and said to myself, "I miss my Mommy..."

and then I looked at the living room, and saw her there, watching TV.


This experience showed me how we take our mom for granted.
How she always try to adjust for us, to have our space, to do out own mess and then, clean-up behind our trail.

How she loves us...