HBBB. My mother and I made up a secret word, or in this case four words, because I was going to start walking home from school all by myself. It was a safety thing in case of an emergency and I felt so grown up because I was being allowed to walk alone.
She reminded me that if someone said they were picking me up from school because my mom asked them to, then I was supposed to ask for the secret words. If someone said it was an emergency and my mom said to come pick me up because she couldn’t, I’d ask for the secret words.
Knock wood, I’ve never had to use those secret words. To this day, they are still a secret.
Even though she’s not around anymore, I cherish those four silly words. I don’t even remember how we came up with them in the first place, but they will always be a part of my heart.
I miss you mommy.