Try to imagine our tiny incredibly adorable Mom who has been told by my sister, other brother, and myself that our “Grill Cheese Brother” (who lives overseas with his wife, and 2 children, & hasn’t been stateside since 2008 for our Dad’s funeral) has contacted us, requesting that only she answer the door to sign for her Mother’s Day gift. Then she hears the knock at her front door. I am standing in front of the window as she looks out to see who is knocking, blocking her view of “The Grill Cheese Brother.” She opens the door to greet me, and she see’s him standing there in front of her instead of me!
There wasn’t a dry eye in the whole group. She was just so happy, there were no words as he reached his arms out to embrace her tiny little frame. She reached back for him, cradling him in the soft way that only a mother could embrace her child. I was completely overwhelmed by my own emotions, we all were. They looked like one of the illustrations from the book “Love You Forever” written by Robert Munsch, when the grown-up son cradles his now older mother.
Sadly this visit was only for one precious day, and one night. Our brother was sent to Chicago as part of his training for his first job as a civilian after 20 years of military service. He flew all the way across the U.S. on his one day off from his training to surprise Mom, and be with us. We did not waste a single second lamenting over the shortness of our time together. We cooked, we ate, we laughed, we talked, we held onto each other emotionally the way our Mom, and our brother had held onto one another when she first opened the door, and saw her oldest son standing there before her very eyes.
In case you were wondering there were no “Boy Cheese Sandwiches” this visit. 😉