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"Dri, bring in the last box out of the trunk please! I have to pee!"
Doing as told, I went to my mom's all red 2018 Mercedes Benz SUV that my dad bought for her on her 35th birthday in March.
I grabbed the box that said "Thomas's Things" and felt a smile creep on my face. I didn't realize tears were forming in my eyes until my dad's favorite hat flipped out of the box.
"Okay, dad. I'll stop crying." I chuckled, closing the trunk and taking the box inside.
I always felt his presence which made his death a lot easier for me. It was still very hard at times, but he would always catch me right before I started crying.
He's always hated seeing me cry.
"Thinking about him?"
I smiled, sitting next to my mom on our brand new soft brown plush couches, in our brand new living room, in our brand new house.
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"Yea." I laughed. "I didn't even realize I was about to cry until his hat flew out of the box."
"You know Tom never liked to see you cry."
"Right. That's how I always know it's him."
"Alright." She sighed and rubbed my back. "Let's finish unpacking the kitchen before Trini and Mike come over."
I nodded, standing up. I followed her into the kitchen. "Do you like your new room?"
"It's decent. Once I get the rest of the things I need for my office, it'll be better. How about you? You have everything you need or-"
"No, mom. I have everything I need, I promise you."
Ever since my dad passed, my mom has been spoiling me more than ever. They spoiled me when he was here, but it's gotten a lot worse.
In a good way, of course.
Honestly, it did seem too much at times but I always felt bad telling her no. It was as if spoiling me was a way for her to cope, but I didn't want it to get too out of hand.
