I want to call my mum.
It would take me many thousands of words to sufficiently explain my relationship with my mother, so I won’t. Suffice to say, for the last few years of her life I would visit her for an hour or two every month or so and that was pretty much the extent of it. An occasional text or call between visits, but that’s it. It was a loving relationship, just very strained by far too many reasons to discuss now, that's possible a story for another time.
