I’m really missing my mom right now. Because of the parade. Mom loved the Thanksgiving parade. She’d always ask me “are you watching the parade?”
No, I wasn’t. But she never missed one.
And even though we didn’t spend Thanksgiving with her all that often, because of the parade, I’m missing her. A lot. My eyes keep tearing up.
Well, mom, wherever you are, I hope you can watch your parade today. I’ll watch it, too and imagine that we’re watching it together.