I drove along in the practically deserted streets hoping to see the city lights bright up. I hate driving on the country side. It was so dull, nothing entertaining was over here. Couldn't even find a dunkin in sight, everything was so far. But I'd prefer this over the highway the entire time.
I can't drive behind or in front of so many idiots fur too much of a long time. So, I bounce in between.
I haven't been home in Texas for a few years now, nearing a decade. I've been residing in Louisiana and it was just as close to a second home. Although, my mother was born and raised in Texas, as were we, her parents were Louisiana raised.
The traditions they had, had carried down to us by nature. I love that we were southern fed and raised. Going to some northern states, I be quick to call my mother to complain, while adding my own southern twang to it.
I couldn't wait to get back and see my family though. I missed my mother like crazy and I knew she missed me. She would call me everyday and talk to me for hours, like she didn't have anything important to do.
She would talk to me about my baby sister. I missed her so much. I saw pictures of my nephew and it makes me sad on how many years I've truly missed out on. Of course, I wondered if he still remembered me, or if they instilled who I was into him.
My sister? I was excited to see her the most. The last I've seen her physically was a couple years ago. Anytime I was in town, she simply wasn't. This time I cause her and I couldn't be any more excited.
Going home, starting off on good note is all I plan.
I saw my phone light up and Robyn name flashed across it. I propped my phone on the mount and answered the FaceTime.
"Heyyy." I smiled at her through the screen and she giggled.
"How much more longer do you have until you're here? I miss you." She groaned.
"Uhm about a few more hours. By time im there it'll still be early enough. So, I'll do see my mother, my sister and nephew. Then I'll go see you." I explained to her.
"Oh! You do have a sister..." I nodded my head
"Is her name Beyoncé?" I nodded my head.
"Why? What's going on?" I said nervously. Beyoncé truly was my by baby. The moment my mother had her, I was the first person to hold her outside of my mom. I was just so excited to have a sibling, a sister.
Anything I got she got as well.
There was one period in time where we weren't though. Around the time she had Kaiden, her postpartum period. She was just going through it but I didn't know it was that deep for her.