Longing

I was walking home just a while ago this afternoon. And while I was on my way home, I kind of had this feeling of sadness in me. Something like a longing.

Finally I realized I miss my mom.

So on the street, I daydreamed. I dreamed I would go home and find my mom there waiting for me. That she'd gone back home here and intentionally didn't inform us of her return to surprise me. That she's prepared a big hug for me as I also have a very big hug to welcome her home.

I dreamed that I'll be in her arms and hug her tightly and maybe also cry when I see her at home.

On my way, I've thought of how everything would happen. I've had her big smile in my head, her gigantic laugh, her jokes, her embrace.

As I dreamed, at the back of my mind I was really wishing it would come true. I felt like a kid again. I felt like I want to rest in her arms again. Although I know she'd say I'm grown up and it's too odd for me to hug her like a child, she'd always let me, and she'd give a hug back.

I just miss her.

And so I reached home, opened the gate, went through the door...
Just a dream, I thought.