Friday, November 13, 2009 at 7:31pm
Sometimes when my mom is trying to say something to me, the words get all jumbled up in her head. She has a hard time saying it "right". But we've been together so long and are so close that by now we speak our own little language. I get what she is trying to say even without her saying it completely. And sometimes the word-jumble expressed is more beautiful than a grammar perfect sentence ever could be. Like tonight...she said "I love you...tomorrow." Now what she was trying to say was: "I love you. I'll see you tommorow in the morning when I wake up. Goodnight." But what she said was "I love you tomorrow." And then I smiled and said "I love you tomorrow too. I love you today. And I love you forever." -No matter where we are in space and time, we love eachother.
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