Last night I drove my mum to the airport. She was going home after spending 3 weeks with me. Although we didn't really do alot in that time, it was nice to have my mum around to chat with and just be in the company of. It has been many years since I have spent that amount of time with my mum and I really enjoyed it. I learned that I am awfully similar to my mother - frustratingly so.
All the time I am seeing my mum as an individual more and more, not as a collective of my parents.
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Yeh. I miss mine terribly. My daughter just bought me a ticket to Paris in October! A month in Europe, all expenses paid!
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