a quick call with mom
Mom called to see how things were going. ‘Still holding up alright?’ she asked, her voice warm and comforting. ‘Yeah, doing good,’ I assured her.
‘The island?’ she pressed on. ‘Oh, that’s a story waiting to unfold,’ I replied, keeping it light. She could sense my confidence and shared a laugh.
It was good to know that some things, like her support, would never change.
