What I learned during the Blizzard of '11 Part 3

My mommy loves me…

The blizzard made my mom’s inner caring mom come out. I mean, not that she doesn’t care… but, not to this level.

She called me at 11 am on Tuesday to tell me she was going to be home early because her company was closing for the blizzard. “Where are you?” Where do you think, mom? “Oh, with your boyfriend? Are you going to stay there?” Probably. Why? “It’s going to be so gross out. Call me later, okay, just to tell me what you’re going to do”.

I never called her back. Because I fell asleep. And because I had a headache. My brother told me not to leave Ivan’s. And Ivan told me to stay. He works at the airport, so it was closed because of Snowpocalypse. It’s not like a had a choice. I stayed because everyone told me to stay. And because there was fucking THUNDER and LIGHTENING ... while it was SNOWING!!!

After my lecture about not eating for almost 24 hours, my mom called. With her cute little worried voice she was like “if you can stay longer, stay”. And Ivan agreed.

We were looking out the window, and it just looked horrible. The snow kept falling in buckets. And I was beginning to think that I was never going to make it home.

When I decided to leave, there were no more clouds in the sky. So it looked like it wasn’t going to snow anymore. I left, even though Ivan wanted me to wait. I called my mom - who was already thinking I was going to stay another night away from home. I’m on my way home. No more worrying. Okay?

It usually takes me about an hour and a half to get home. After the blizzard, it took me three hours. No kidding, my mom called me on average once every mile… Ivan and I live about 9 miles from each other.

When I got home, she babied me. She made me soup, and covered me with blankets. Brought me my Stitch doll and let me sleep on the couch. My mom’s not really affectionate like this. So when she does something along the lines of this… it’s a big deal.

I haven’t spend so much time away from home since I was in college in Wisconsin.

Right before I fell asleep, she said “I missed you so much, and wanted to go through the snow to get you”. Mom, you don’t have to baby me so much. “But you’re always going to be my baby, even when I’m 100, you’re still going to be my baby”.

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