When mum messages me, no matter what, I reply right away. Now, when the topic of the conversation is food—food that she cooked—I almost-literally fly.
And then an hour or so later, with a belly full, and a happy heart, and from the comfyness of our couch:
She says she is lucky to have me. I say it is the complete opposite: I am lucky to have her!
food me mum