Wednesday, December 14, 2011


“Mother, Father I’m home!” I excitedly exclaimed as I walked through the front door of my house.

“Herve, Herve! I can’t believe your home! I’ve missed you terribly” mother slurred through her tears.

“Mother, you don’t know how bad I have missed you. Long days and I couldn’t even see you!”
Oh Herve, have you lost weight? You look like you haven’t eaten a full meal in months!” She said giving me a funny look.

“Oh dear mother, do you really think they’d feed me as well as you did, of course not” I remarked trying to lighten up the mood.

“Well lucky for you I have a ham in the oven, I’m almost done with my mashed potatoes the green beans are on the stove and I have biscuits also in the oven.” My mother has stated walking over to the kitchen.

“Come along dear, put your stuff in the wash room and follow me in the kitchen” she firmly stated.

“Yes mother” I said laughing at her humor.                                                           

“Sit, sit now I have your meal all ready” My mother happily said.
I sat down in my chair and began eating.

“Mother these mashed potatoes are better then I remembered them” I said with a full mouth.

“Well maybe if they fed you you’d think they were the same” Mother blankly said.

“Yeah I guess” I said emotionless.

“Honey, what exactly happened that day? How did you guys get so lucky?” she coldly stated.
I was in complete shock when she asked me this.

“Well it really was just a regular day, then it happened out of nowhere.” I choked out.

“Oh Herve, I prayed every night after we heard about it. I prayed that you were ok because I don’t know what I would do if I would have lost you. This family wouldn’t have been complete” My mother managed to slip out between the sniffles and tears.

“I kept trying to tell myself it was a dream but I couldn’t convince myself. I kept telling myself to grow up and accept that it’s reality.” I sobbed to her.

“Shhhh… Herve it’s ok.” She tried saying in her most comforting voice.

“No it’s not ok. It’ll never be ok” I spat at her.

“Herve, there is absolutely NOTHING you could have done. It’s not your fault not at all.” My mom spoke quietly.

“I know, I know.” I quietly exclaimed.

“If you don’t want to talk about it I completely understand.” She sighed.

“Can we talk about it tomorrow? I really need some rest.” I restlessly spat at her.


“Of course, go to bed and I’ll see you in the morning” She laughed.

She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I starting walking to my bedroom.

“Goodnight mother, I love you” I turned around and said.

“I love you to Herve.” Was the last thing I heard before I shut my door and crawled into bed. 

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