So, my Mom shared an intimate piece of knowledge about her yesterday. One of her wishes as a child, one of the desires she longed for, was to "have a library full of books and a bag full of chocolates." She wanted to be able to pull out any book she wanted, from her library, and read away.
This tiny bit of information about her is important to me. She's not too much of a sharer of herself and her personality. She's quiet, like me. But unlike me, she rarely speaks about herself - the real actual her, non-coloured by the opinions of her parents and influencers in deciding her likes and dislikes. That is why everytime I come across glimpses of the real her, they become very precious to me.
A library full of books to get lost in, and a bag full of chocolates to indulge to satisfaction.
Every person deserves to have their dreams come true.