You're in Europe for the summer with Baka and it's the first time we've ever been apart from each other. Ever. Literally.
I didn't think I would cry, I wouldn't allow myself, but as soon as you were out of my sight, the tears just rolled down automatically. And I felt as though someone ripped my heart out of my soul without permission. This feeling, this longing for you is arcane. Almost indescribable, you have to feel it to completely understand it. I can't say I've ever felt this way towards any other person.
We talked today. You called me as I was taking my lunch break downtown. I could hear it in your voice. Joy, love, happiness, excitement. You spoke the words I longed to hear. "I miss you mom. I really really do! And I wish you were here. You would love it living here. I just know it. Do you know why? Because everyone here has kaffe here every s I n g l e day." As a side note you said the friends there told you if you lived there you would HAVE to have kaffe every single day without fail. You said to me "mama, you would love it. They have kaffe and talk just like you! By the way, where are you?" I said "I'm at Nostalgia, sitting outside, having kaffe and talking to you." Your reply: "see! I told you! I knew it!" I smiled so hard i cried. You really pay attention, don't you.
Baka took you all over the city and towns nearby. I could hear you growing and learning. "This place is so full of history" you said. You sounded overwhelmed and grown up just a tad bit as you spoke over the phone. Today, my heart is full. And overjoyed. It was the best lunch hour I've ever had in my life.
