When I came back today from my fRelaxation skin, I was surprised to see that my mother was there. I was not expecting her today. Actually, I didn’t even know that she was planning to come to Blainville. As far as I knew she was super busy, having lots of tasks in her new position of community planner.
For a few seconds, I feared that her unexpected visit was a preamble for bad news. Luckily it was not the case. Not this time. A few years back, she had surprised us with another short visit and announced us that she had divorced. Obviously, our jaws dropped. We were under the impression that her and dad were having a happy and healthy marital relationship. It turned out we could not be further from the truth.
Before stepping inside, I stopped to get this week’s flyers. As soon as I opened the door, I heard my son saying “Mom’s back!”. A second later, he was running towards me with his arms opened, waiting for a hug.
While I was kneeling down and hugging him, I felt his tiny hands going through my coats’ pockets, searching for a treat. He knew that I always had something for him there. Sometimes I had a Kinder egg, a candy or even a small toy. It was my way of thanking him for not crying during my absence. We started this “unhealthy” tradition when I dropped him for the first time at daycare.
After I removed my shoes and placed my coat on a hanger, I headed to the living room and hugged my mother. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight. I asked her if she was ok, if the weight loss was intentional. She laughed and said I was worrying too much.
Apparently her visit was not having a reason, except for the fact that she had missed us and wished to see her grandson.
While she was playing with my son and his new train set that she had brought for him, I went to the kitchen and fixed a quick dinner for everyone. I was happy to hear that everything was fine with her and there were no other negative issues to worry about. I already had a lot going on on my plate. My new boss was making me miserable at work. I had to work longer hours and get less money than before. Soon I will have to find another job.