This morning I took Mom to the Luisa Coffee just about two blocks away from where we live for breakfast. This would be the last breakfast I could share with her for I have to leave and catch an early HSR train before the sun even rises tomorrow.
I ordered the Pocket Omelette with Cheese for both of us because it’s her favorite. Or at least that’s what I think since she hasn’t been able to order anything for herself for quite a long time..
And I finally told her today that I would be leaving home soon. It took her by surprise because in her mind I just came back.
「媽，我已經回來將近一個月了⋯」
「蛤？這麼久了喔？」
I’ve been back at home since more than a month, but she thought I just arrived recently. Such is her memory.. or lack of…
