Slacker By Choice

Just came back from seeing Little Fockers. That movie was corny. End of story.

But thats not what I’m here to blog about tonight.

I want to talk about what happened after I got back from the movies. My mother wanted to stay home while we went to the movies, so she did. When I got back in the hotel, I went out on the balcony to get some air. I look to my right and notice my mother standing there crying. Went to comfort her. I asked her what was wrong but she kept saying she was fine. Then after a few minutes, she finally admitted it. She started talking about my aunt (her sister). About how they use to text each other every night and how much she would have loved it here at the beach. She said she still can’t believe she’s gone. I really didn’t know what to say, because I felt the same way. But at that moment I just told her to be strong. I hugged her tight and told her she’s in a better place now. And I know my aunt wouldn’t ever want to see you like this. My mom seems a little better now…but I don’t ever want to see my mom like this again. I’m hear to help you get through this.