Since I've gotten married I've always tried to spend alone time with my mum.A bond that developed differently with the different roles we both played over the period of years. We love to catch up over evening tea and share random conversations.
Today my one thing to do was walk down the road with my mum. I had two goals to achieve, one - get her to get over the fear of moving out in public and two- spend alone time with her . Since I moved to a new residence, we both had much to simply gaze at even though it was just down the street.
It was a role reversal stage. There were times where she used to hold my hand and show me around. Today it was the other way.
My mum isn't the type to gossip, talk about others or pass judgement. And yet, we have good conversations.
We walked together with our masks on our faces and sparkle in our eyes. We both needed the time off . Surprisingly we didn't have much conversation - but we were so content on our hearts.
The simple joy of walking with each other
fully understanding each other
with out exchanging many words with each other.
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