I've had the privilege to have my mom spend a few days with me. To spoil me and of course to knock some sense into my big head over this past weekend.
Over time, the lights of this city begin to blind and confuse me. I forget what I want and where I want to go because all I see is the here and now. When I stand in a tight crowd of strangers I can only stare at my feet to ensure I don't trip over myself; I don't have the time or the energy to look up to see beyond where I'm at right at that exact moment.
But, Toronto has given me so much all of my experiences here because they've taught me more and forced me to move forward, one foot at a time.
My mom also leads a stressful life. She has a job that demands every bead of sweat that collects on her brow. Some of her stories of clients forces me wonder if people just like to be miserable. On top of her 8-5 (sometimes 8 to 10 poor mommy) she has the challenge of a teenage daughter (my younger sister) and aging parents. I know that these challenges await me someday. But, she handles it all in stride.
We've had this time to pamper each other with the other's company. She's the only person on this Earth that has even come close to understanding me. I'm strange, I'm telling you -I wouldn't lie about this.
Tomorrow is our last day to just chill out with one another. After my classes are over for the day we'll explore the wild and sometimes woolly Queen West and then she'll buy me groceries. In the evening I'll cook for her (I continue to try and impress her with the culinary knowledge that I've attained over the past few months) and then we'll sit and just continue what we've been up to all weekend - girl talk!
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