I woke up to the smell bacon and biscuits. I jump out of bed and ran down stairs to see the largest breakfast I have seen in years. Mom was sitting on the chair organizing playing cards. I rushed over and gave her a bear hug(as we always called it).
"I thought it would be nice to have a good breakfast",she quietly said running her fingers through my hair.
"I love you Mom," I whispered. Wishing we could hug all the time.
I made my plate and practically engulfed it. My Dad walked in giving me a weird look towards the way I finished so quickly. He gave me a hug went off to work. At these times I feel like we are a family. This was home to me.
After breakfast I ran up stairs to get my day clothes on and brush my teeth. Brushing my hair will come later, my mother always likes doing something unique. I get on a pink shirt with skinny jeans and I find my sandals to go with it. I rush to the bathroom and grab the toothpaste and toothbrush. As I brush I squeeze my eyes of the strong mint flavor.
I go downstairs and ask her to do my hair. We enter the downstairs bathroom that has a sweet smell of flower. She starts a braid that circles my head leaving some in the middle to fall low.
When she finished I give her a hug, "Thank you so much."
"Your welcome."
After a minute of admiring my hair I sat on the couch and watched tv.
