“My mom still waves goodbye to me.
She stands out on her driveway and waves. Sometimes even blows me a kiss.
She still makes me meals when I come to visit. All of my favorite meals are made by her. There is just something about the way she cooks.
She still buys me random things she sees at the store that she thinks I will like. She is usually right.
She still lets me call her when I’m bored and just need someone to talk to.
She still gives me a hug that will break down any wall I have and make me weep when I’m not ok.