#MothersDayStory
The time had come to start my journey. I leaned out of the window, waving as long as I could while she disappeared into the distance. Waving at her while i was lost in thoughts. Of the days i spent with her. Of days when i stayed awake just to see her once, on days she worked late at nights. One side where i wanted to get down from the vehicle, run back into the arms, the arms that raised me, protected me, cared for me. The arms that made me feel like i was in my safe cocoon whenever I was there. And on the other i wanted to go live my life, experience everything that was out there for me, waiting to chisel me into a beautiful gnome that could decorate the garden my mother had imagined. To become a person that my mom would be proud of.