Mama Mode

I had just returned from a trip when Rose called to report her sickness.

I left my suitcases packed. I left my phone on all night. I did not sleep.

I was back in Mama Mode.

I was ready to jump in my car and speed to the rescue.

Rose assured me she would be fine. She just wanted advice.

I wanted her to call 911 if she vomited. Imagine that. Ridiculous!

She texted the next morning that she “woke up perfect.”

I got to unpack my suitcases and take a nap.

I keep my helicopter gassed up and ready to hover.

Poor Rose