"I Miss You"

I remember the first day I meet her, she ran down the hall to my dorm room. 3yrs old, kinky twist in pig tales, big cheeks, and beautiful eyes. I didn't have to ask who she was, she looked like a little version of her mother. I couldn't help but love this child like my own, she was rambunctious, feisty, and a force to be reckoned with.

She always called me by my first name and that was fine with me. I remember the first time she called me momma like it was yesterday. I was in the kitchen preparing her lunch, she came in and said "momma, is it ready?" That melted my heart and from that day forward, she has called me momma. Me and her mother had been together about 7months at that time, and of her own free will began to call me momma. It made me feel good that she looked to me as someone who supported her and loved her.

I spoke to her this morning as she got ready to go to school. As our conversation was coming to an end, I was about to say "I love you, have a good day at school", but before I could she said, "Momma, I miss you". Those words were like therapy to me, the innocent love of a child. I always tell her I miss you, and she always says, I miss you too, but for her to initiates the I miss you made me feel her love miles away.

No I didn't lay down and make her, no I didn't carry her 9 months, no I didn't change her diaper and no I didn't potty train her but she still calls me momma....