“I miss my mommy” she whimpered, looking up with sad blue eyes peeking above her pink kitten mask. I could see the tears starting to form. They were due to burst in any moment.
What brought this on? Was it the reminder from the rainbow unicorn slap bracelet her mom got her? Perhaps a case of the Monday blues? Maybe it was because I didn’t ask her what she was going to do for lunch as soon as she walked in the room today…
I watched as she adjusted her mask over her nose and tucked her brown hair behind her ear.
Maybe it was the thought of her mom brushing her hair this morning… Did her sweatshirt smell like her perfume lingering from one more hug before their goodbye before school?
She sniffled and lowered her head, followed by her shoulders. A lump of sadness was standing in front of me- sweet and innocent sadness.
Was it a glimpse in the mirror of her mom’s eyes staring back at her? Or maybe… there didn’t need to be a reason at all.
I crouched down to her level, placing my hands on my knees. I waited until her eyes met mine. I whispered, “I miss my mom, too.”
Part of Slice of Life by Two Writing Teachers March Slice a Day Challenge! I’m slicing every day this month. Thanks for stopping by.