She combed my hair, trimmed my nails, and carefully cleaned my ears. She wanted me to look clean and tidy from head to toe.
When she was done, she sat on a small stool beside me, held my thin hand gently, and spoke in a soft voice, “Mom, do you remember? When I was little, you always brought Hayden and me out here to the balcony to sunbathe.”
“The year Dad passed away, you handled everything by yourself and raised both of us. No matter how hard life got, you never cried in front of us.”
“You always said that as long as Hayden and I were around, you would never fall.”
Her eyes grew slightly red as she spoke. Just then, her phone rang, but she didn’t pick up. She looked at me for a long moment, then ended the call.
Smiling, she stared at me and said, “Mom, it’s about time.”
I gave a faint smile. The moment had finally come.
After saying that, my daughter straightened and gave me a meaningful look. Then she did something no one in the live stream could have imagined.
