If she was visiting my house, we would go outside on my back porch & sit & chat about nothing at all. :)
We almost never had anything important to discuss, it was just a way of having some genuine time together. We both looked forward to starting our day together.
Anyways, since she lost her battle with cancer, I still spend every morning with her. Without exception, every morning I make my cup of coffee & head out to my back porch. I sit in my chair & start each conversation with "Good morning, mama!" *smiling into the sky*
Somedays, it seems that the birds respond to my mood. If I approach my day with laughter & good thoughts, the birds sing happily. Even making silly noises that make me laugh harder. Other days, i'll be more somber & heart broken. Desperately missing my mom, as the birds grow quieter & seem to hum more than chirp....
Either way: my morning cup of coffee & conversations with my mama are what help to get me through each passing day.
Call me crazy, if you must.
Though, one couldn't possibly understand the heartache & emptiness I feel, unless they too have lost the woman who gave them life. :*-(
Go ahead! Tell me I need medication. LOL! I'll just sit here & chat with the birds while you bash me. :-P