The first time my mom left.

I'm suddenly reminded of the first time my mom left home due to work. I forgot for how many days she left ...but we were all suffering. I also forgot at what age I was at that time but it's less than 5.

At first I was still fine because mom was still there. So, no matter what she said, I was still calm because she was still in my sight. I knew she was going but somehow, I could not think ahead of the time she'll be gone.

Then we went to the bus station to send her off. Yes, at that time my family did not have much money so it's a bit different from our current condition.

Finally, the moment arrived. I saw my mom got on the bus, I was still fine. I waved at the bus, but I could not remember whether I saw her in the bus or not. Then, the bus started to move. My heart started beating differently and I was not able to comprehend anything. I forgot the promises I made to my mom, why I was willing to let her go, everything. Completely forgotten. What I knew at that time was that, she's leaving. It didn't matter that she'll come back but at that very moment, she's leaving.

Before I knew it, I started running after the bus, but could only reach a few steps before my father held me back. My father was very puzzled as before, I was being very supportive and had no problem at all with my mom leaving. Then I cried, and if I was not mistaken, my brother also cried. Yep, my little brother. He was already crying since earlier. I just joined him.

And I'm sure at that time, the most troubled person was my father.

I remember the whole time I was at home, I kept on asking when is mom gonna come back. Every corner in the house reminded me of her.

After a few days, it was time to pick her up at the bus station again! And what I thought was "oh, she's only gone for a moment. It was useless for me to worry too much."

We went to pick her up at the bus station and if my father didn't tell my mom that I cried, my mom would never knew about it.

And that is the story of the first time my mom left me.