I miss you.
I miss you, and you’re with me every day. How is that possible? When I spend valuable time with you, I miss you the second a moment between us has passed. The minute our laughter has died down. In the silence when you’re done speaking to me. I miss you.
I drop you off at school each morning, and as the teachers urge me to drive along, I watch you walk thru the doors. I glance at my clock to catch if I’m running behind for work. As I make the turn to officially leave, I try to sneak one last glance at your backpack, but most of the time, you’re already gone. I miss you.
Your costume for Halloween recently arrived. You put on a show for daddy and me in the bedroom, complete with the mask that came with it. Part of your performance was standing in front of our full-length mirror hissing and growling with a menacing posture. Claws out; Watch out! Superhero? No way! Villainous and creepy was what you wanted this year. It’s so fun to see you roleplay different characters, and no matter how scary you play, you’re sure to remind me villains are bad guys and superheroes are the good guys. I miss you.
This morning you played a guessing game with me on our route to school. You got out each Marvel and DC Comic metal figurine you had waiting in the car to inspect. You were so excited to call out the figure’s colors for me to guess the character. When it became too difficult, you would help by adding the superpower. I miss you.
I will see you when I come home tonight and you will tell me all about your day. I will be listening and I will miss you.
With all my love,
Mama
SyrupandHoney 