Sitting, staring and waiting. I was watching the telephone waiting for it to ring But it didn't, for about 2 hours then finally after 2 weeks, I had gotten a call, not just a call. But THE call, it was the police station. They had called to say that they had found my mother, at first I didn't believe it. They had found my mom. It wasn't no scam. they had ACTUALLY found her.
Later that evening.....
My mom arrived home. It felt like she came back from a long vacation.. Like it didn't even matter. She walked through the door and we hugged and hugged we both bursted into tears. I still remember that day, 31 years ago. And now, I am able to live on my own, with
my own kids, husband and everything. I miss my mom. I still remember that day. I still have my journal, my journal of love, and journal with my mom. I remember that day, and I ALWAYS will.
THE END