Mistake #1

4| mom?

*flash back*

I was 9.
Mom and I always traveled places together, just us. This trip we decided on Paris.

We were in a French café, pretending to be walruses with the breadsticks in our mouths and laughing, mom was always a kids at heart and that's what I loved about her, I could tell her anything and everything and she would understand. She was my best friend.
The waiter came and took our orders in French and mom could understand him. I was amazed and wanted to be just like her, smart, funny, beautiful.
We started sipping on our small over priced fancy French soup and mom brought out a small sky blue bag with baby pink tissue paper from under the table.
I look at her and point a finger to my chest as if saying 'is that for me?' She smiles and nods, her eyes glowing with love and warmth, I can't help but smile back. I reach for the bag and lift it into my lap, slowly taking out the tissue paper as it is one of the many things I like to collect in my 'memory box' that mom started when I was born. I look to the bottom and see a small blue velvet box, I look up at her and feel tears of happiness in my eyes, my mother is so thoughtful, "you didn't have to get me anything mum this trip is already enough" "no no no my darling, I want you to have it, open it" she responds softly, I do as instructed and gently pull it out of the bag and place it on the table. I open it and see that is it a charm bracelet, one just like mums. I look over and see she no longer has hers on so this must be the same one. "Oh mum it's wonderful but this belongs to you"
"I wish to give it to you my beautiful child" A smile takes over my face as she gently removes the silver bracelet from the box and clasps it to my wrist. It was mums, she had it for as long as I can remember and we purchased a new charm together for every trip we go on, there was a new one, The Eiffel Tower.

Ever since then I have worn the bracelet as it reminds me of what a wonderful person my mother was and when everything was okay.