Ending our Day

Bedroom. Photo by Dmitry.
Bedroom. Photo by Dmitry.

Lights were already off. I and my kids were lying in bed ready to sleep until Hale said “I love you, Momma!” while hugging me and kissing my forehead. So, at that moment, I asked her why she loved me. She answered, “…because you’re good.”

I reasoned, “So, if Momma’s not good, you won’t love me anymore?”

“I’ll still love you.”

I was about to throw another question when Chantry interrupted, said to me “I love you.”

I stopped following up with another question. Baka mapahaba pa, antuk na antok na ‘ko. ?