Fluently Us!

Mom no longer asks what I’m up to

Not because she doesn’t care

More so because she can’t keep up, and she doesn’t approve of half of it anyway 

The fucking nose ring and other possible piercings she doesn’t want to know about

Sky diving, sailing, country hoping, moving all the damn time, not dating the senator’s son, not getting married, not giving her grandchildren, not calling her every day.

Mom no longer asks what I’m up to

Because she knows I manage to take care of myself 

Having control of my body, trying new things, exploring the world, not dating assholes, saying no to proposals that only fulfill social obligations, not having children for the hell of it, not calling her everyday. 

Mom no longer asks what I’m up to because she knows that through it all, I love her the most and always find my way back to her. That will never ever change and that’s all that matters, everyday.

Not Grieving

Maybe if you make yourself so busy that you literally don't have the time to process the death of your grandmother, you'll forget that your heart is breaking softer with every ignored message from family and friends. 

So, 

here you sit, 

not writing, 

not calling your mother, 

not crying your heart out.