Oh Mother...

It's November in Seattle, and that means that my lips are chapped ALL THE TIME. This seemingly insignificant fact about my lips and the cold weather reminded me today of the love of my mother. I walked into her office after work, she took one look at me and she smothered my face in chapstick. Oh, mother, how I love you. This is something you do to your eight your old daughter, but you did it to me and I appreciated it so much. It reminded me of the fact that, even though I'm in college and feel old, I'm not. Not really. I'm still your daughter and definitely not ready to face the world alone. Thanks for the reminder Mom, I can't wait to be home.