A Bedtime Story

Daughter: Mom, I can’t sleep.  Will you please tell me a story?

Mother: Sure.  Do you remember the last time I went to visit you?

I woke up in the middle of the night, 3 am maybe.  The cat jumped on me, I think.  He was not happy that I took his usual spot.  The room was bathed in moonlight.  There was a tree outside the window,  I could see the shadow on the blinds. I was wondering if that was the lime tree you showed me in the afternoon. Not that tall, I thought. It was beautiful. You stirred a little and moved your head towards my chest.  I touched you hair.  It was silky and soft.

Daughter: I look at that tree all the time.  It is very beautiful and peaceful.

Mother: Then I heard the cat attacking the cardboard box in the living room.

Daughter: Boy cat!

Mother: I couldn’t go back to sleep so I started planning in my head what to cook for you the next day, and what to buy when I go shopping at Costco.

It was really sweet that you wanted to stay near me while I cooked the next day  It felt like the time when you were little and you had that little red table in the kitchen corner when I cooked.

Daughter: But the table was yellow and blue, not red!.

Mother: You are right, The chairs were red. Halfzeimers, Haha. That is a real word, you know.

Daughter: Together we made the whole picture.

Mother: Yes,

Daughter: I want to do that one day, cook in my sunny kitchen with my little kid coloring at a little table.

Mother: That will be so lovely!

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