Sometimes a girl just needs her Mom

You know, sometimes a girl just needs her Mom.  Just to be there.  Just to be.

After my Mom died, there would be times when things would come up that would be troubling me that I would miss her SOOO much.  Times when hubby and I would fight.  Times when things might not be working out with a friend.  And it was then that I would miss her.

It used to puzzle me that I missed her during these times.  The reason it puzzled me is, because I almost NEVER EVER would go to her for advice about those things.  I wouldn't normally tell her about any of my troubles really.  We were a close family, but my Mom wasn't my best friend in those ways.

But what I JUST realized, what I JUST figured out, is that although I didn't TALK to her about the issues, although I didn't ask her opinion, or advice on what to do, I always went to her. I would either call her for no reason, or I would just go over and sit on the couch and hang out and talk about little things.

But here's the comforting part whether I was talking to her on the phone, or sitting in front of her, she was my Mom and she KNEW I was upset.  And I knew she knew.  And she knew, I knew, she knew I was upset.  And she knew not to ask my why, or what was up.  She just talked.  And I knew she loved me, and although I either figured out my issues on my own, or I went to a friend for advice, I still always just got so much comfort that she was THERE for me to go and hangout with- and THAT was comfort.