PB&J

I woke up in the middle of the night last night after I heard Jack crying. I got out of bed and stepped out of my room to see my mom standing with her ear to Jack's door listening to him. We stood there together for a few minutes, listening. Then my mom lead me to the kitchen and she made us peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. We sat there talking for a few minutes and for the first time in a long time I felt like I really connected with my mom, and it felt so nice.