Love is Light

Love is turning off all the lights before I go to bed because my mom always forgets.

Or maybe she’s just so used to me turning them off that she doesn’t think to do it anymore.

In the morning she wakes up before me and turns on my bathroom and bedroom light.

She‘ll occasionally say ‘thank you’ for turning off the lights that night.

I know it’s not huge or irregular.

But it’s the little things like this that tell my mom I love her, as she does it in return.