came home from work, showered and made some dinner
watching a movie called janet planet
i have been meaning to watch this movie since it came out, but i just paused the movie because so far it
feels oddly relatable, the girl
the attachment she seems to have to her mother is very similar to mine
in this scene that i paused she and her mom were laying together before she went to sleep and the moms boyfriend said its weird that they still sleep together, then she asked her mom for a piece of her to sleep with
made me think of when i was little, my step-dad didnt like me laying in their bed when we all had shared one room, so in the middle of the night id sneak to their bed and squeeze myself in my moms arm with my legs on the floor and my arms holding her, then she would wake up and move over so i could fit in bed, but i remember being really scared that my step-dad would wake up and think i was being weird.
once my mom told me that she doesnt think anyones loved her as much as i love her.
its interesting how much my teen years impacted our closeness, sometimes it breaks my heart to think about.
these are my moms favorite colors
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