Spikdi
A2–B10:32
A2–B10:32
I called my mother tonight.
I called my mother tonight.
She picked up on the second ring.
She picked up on the second ring.
Her voice sounded tired but warm.
Her voice sounded tired but warm.
We talked about simple things.
We talked about simple things.
The weather, dinner, her garden.
The weather, dinner, her garden.
I told her about my day.
I told her about my day.
She listened without judgment.
She listened without judgment.
I felt like a child again.
I felt like a child again.
But I am not a child anymore.
But I am not a child anymore.
Our roles are slowly changing.
Our roles are slowly changing.
She asks for my advice now.
She asks for my advice now.
I try to be gentle.
I try to be gentle.
The sound of my mother's voice
by @mason_18