When my Mom uses my full name when she calls to me, my first thoughts are of the 3 W’s: wisdom, warning, and a whipping. None of which were welcome at the time. Because all I wanted to do was play.
It’s funny how distant memories are brought forth inside of some present realities. It’s as if I can still hear her. Wow! When Mom said, “you may not want to listen now…but someday you’re going to hear me.” Was that pointing towards some future haunting? The mind is a beautiful thing. As for Mom’s–they are super hero’s. How else would we hear them so far into the future?
Enjoy the small stuff.