People. Maman left this afternoon.

She returns Sunday. Five days. That’s it! Just a mere five days, and yet.

Yet … it is still hard. It doesn’t make it any easier.

Every departure. Every day she is not here is hard. The older I become, the more I need her. The more she is needed in general.

Mothers really are miraculous creatures, aren’t they? Please take note: that I do not consider myself to be in this category at the moment. I feel utterly incompetent as a mother.

My Mothering needs some work. I rely on Maman for more Mothering. She mothers both FOH and me.

My Mothering of FOH is a direct reflection of Maman. Anything I do right, it’s because of her.

Five days. I can make it.