The First Year Of My Mother's Life

Fall just began. The now dead, but ironically full of color leaves, begin to float their way down to concrete sidewalks and asphalt streets. The first month of my initial year of highschool passes by with a blink of my stressed, full of homework, and freshman worried eyes. It was my mother’s birthday the day I first heard the news. October 1’st to be exact. The school day ended and I headed home excited to see all my uncles, aunts, and cousins at my house to celebrate my mom’s birthday. No matter how rowdy the bus came to be with the seniors already ill with senioritis, I was elated. The second the bus stopped at our destination, my sister and I rushed out while saying thank you to our bus driver, and ran up to our door. At home we were welcomed and greeted with …show more content…
and all of my relatives gathered their belongings to begin heading out home. Everyone came to me to give me kisses and hugs before they left. Everyone but my aunt Maria. I walked around the kitchen table, cleaning up red solo cups and plates smeared with cake frosting when I saw my aunt Maria talking to my Dad whom had his head down and in his hands.
The visual filled me with uneasiness. I had never seen my dad in such distress and this made my heart drop and my body run cold. I almost headed outside to the backyard but decided to leave them alone as I would only stress my dad more if he saw I was worried too. A couple of minutes later my aunt comes back into the house looking upset and in distress. She walked up to my mom and whispered in her ear words I could not make out.. All the joy my mom had in her eyes turned into worry and her dimples were no longer prominent. I walked up to them, no longer being able to contain my worry and curiosity but as soon as I opened my mouth, my aunt kissed my mom goodbye and proceeded to hug me. “Take care! I hope school continues to be great for you! I’ll see you soon, alright?” my aunt told me cheerfully but I could tell she was faking