The next day, I woke up with a light kiss planted on my forehead, as a soft gentle hand caress my hand with hers. Opening my eyes, I realized it was my mom who was sitting right next to mine.
“Good morning, sweetie. Guess you had a nice sleep from your calm breathings,” she said with a warm smile.
I couldn’t suppress a warm smile forming in my lips. Jeez! This was like a déjà vu. I mean, I used to wake up with my mom on my side on certain occasions when they were still living with us in Montreal, however, since they left here in the county, I never had experience this kind of morning greetings not until now, of course. Hell yeah! You can say I am quite this mama’s girl.
“Who wouldn’t be mom? I am sleeping right next the room of my loving parents,” I answered on her query about
