Bond Rush

I got home by 9.00 pm last night. It was the first time in the week I saw my mom. I was so glad that when I got home, she was right there in the living room.

I showered, and she got dinner ready for me. So sweet. So warm. So loved. So glad I was right there. And so glad that I still recognise this emotion I like, gratitude.

She was gonna go back to the room, now that I'm home and at the dinner table. I tried talking her out of it. She's tired. She's lazy. She's got the children to see tomorrow. bla bla bla.

And it's her children she loves, and it's what I got her to start on... And she stayed talking to me about her wonderful children for 10 minutes.

I do realise I am so blessed when it comes to my mom. I do realise that I am so blessed when it comes to my sis. And it was this that we both grew up with, despite the 8 year difference.

I manage to get my mom to start Goldfinger with me. She spent an hour and was absolutely appalled that time passes so fast. So was I. There I was sitting with her in silence, watching Sean play James, and an hour pass so quickly.

We both sang to Goldfinger when Shirley Bassey started. And I told her on Tuesday night, I also sang with From Russia With Love.

I am just glad that with the equal influence of music from my parents, I am not too old... or not too young.

Young enough to like a few of JLo's songs, old enough to appreciate Frank and everything in between.

And I wonder how come I have music on new Pod from half of a gay band?