I have been doing this for a while now. After Barbra jean went to bed I would climb out the window and down the tree. Just walk in the silence of the night, I would walk by my mom's house I would stop and look at her house.
Sometimes the lights would still be on, and I wondered what she was doing, what Van, Cheyenne my niece Elizabeth and Jake were doing as well.
I stood there door a while wanting to go in but it felt like since I moved out going back now it would end the whole reason why I moved out in the first place.
I walked quietly up to the porch and sat on the bench and turned towards the window most of the blinds were half drawn since the sun made the house so hot in the middle of the day. Under the Texas's sun.
Mom was sitting on the couch reading a piece of paper; she was in her orange shorts and t-shirt pajama set. Holding her beige coffee cup, it was her nightly thing having tea before bed always calmed her down.
She watched her mother look up she had this look on her face, she looked somewhat content. She watched her mother place her thumb on her chin like she did when she thought seriously about things. Something drew her mother's attention to the window as she watched her mom look a smile slowly grew she even laughed a little too.
I couldn't help but smile too; mom always had the funniest laugh it made everyone around her laugh with her.
There was so badly that I wanted to go in there and just sit with her, I never realized until now how much I had missed my relationship with my mom. I looked at her one more time and slowly and quietly walked down the driveway once there I turned back for one more glance and at that moment the rest of the lights had turn off. 'Good night mom' I whispered as I started walking down the sidewalk in the dark.
Street lights guided my way around the block, everything felt different, but yet so calming in the dark, I liked walking in the dark because it always helped me think. I saw a few cats run up and down the streets as I passed Birch Street that met with Oak Street where my house is. There were a few dogs barking as I passed I turned back to oak street meeting with Barbra jeans house this time I had my keys and unlocked the back door then went back to bed.