As I forced myself to shove down a plate full of nothing but macaroni and cheese for lunch yesterday, I missed my mom and her home meal with a hand-squeezed glass of orange juice. She has been staying at my sister’s house for almost a month to continue her dental issues, and I have nothing to look forward to for lunch. When she was here, I can’t wait to twelve o’clock to go home. I didn’t pick an apartment closed to the school for nothing. Mom probably is having way too much fun with the grandkids that she’s forgetting her little boy. I’ve been checking on her to see if she has made her appointment and she keeps blaming on the dentist for the delay. Good excuse, ma!