Another day has passed... Thank God that it was full of happiness. My mother came back! The joy that was written on her face when she saw me could have been nothing compared to my joy. The first day she'd gone had been fine. The second... Okay. The third I started missing her. The daily activities seemed incomplete without her. The fourth day I was almost counting the hours till she would come. Fifth, I was really getting depressed. When she returned yesterday, I felt alive. I felt as if the missing part near my heart had returned. It was full of love and warmth and affection towards my mom. Today I feel absolutely perfect. Unless of course some idiot comes amd spoils my day and there are lots of idiots in my life.