It’s taken us some time but we’ve become closer, I can tell. The old magic seems to be coming back. I don’t shrug off your embrace. You don’t hesitate to praise me in front of your friends. I took you out for your birthday today. You said I shouldn’t have made a fuss but your excited smile said something else. I asked you about your work, your plans for the future. You seemed reassured that I supported your every desire. You seemed relieved when I said “It’s your turn to dream.”
We talk about all sorts of things now. Even sex. You ask me if I have thought about having a baby. You try to sound casual but I see the longing in your eyes.
It’s taken me thrity years Ma, but we’ve become closer. I can tell.