It was twelve days ago, when Mom decided to do the silent treatment. I did gave her distance and the time she needed to snap out of her shell. And on a cold Wednesday morning, she decided to call me. I answered my phone and she asked me this question on how to make my artichoke pimiento dip. In my head I was saying, Mom are you serious? You’re calling me at seven in the morning just to ask me how to make a dip? Yah right! But of course, I knew exactly what was going on. Mom’s not the type of person who would apologize or talk about her misconception. She’d rather ignore it and talk about things that don’t make sense. Hahaha!
Our conversation continued for a whole hour, I finished getting dress and eating breakfast and we were still talking. Talk about making up for the lost time. Not a day passed by after that, when Mom wouldn’t call. She’s back doing the routine, checking on me first thing in the morning and before I retire for the night. Surely, we missed each other a whole lot. Now, I have a better understanding of the this saying — cant’ live with them, can’t live without them!
Mom’s rendition of PEACE not WAR, hahaha!