Nursing was one of my favorite activities with Mum. She would cradle my head in her arms and hold it up to her chest while half-sitting, half-lying on the bed with pillows behind her back. Tiny blue veins crisscrossed her pale and delicate skin. I'd love nothing more than to snuggle up to her squishy torso in the buff. We could travel back in time and recapture a time of complete happiness. The moment my lips touched hers, both of our brain waves shifted to the relaxing alpha frequency, and we drifted off into a dreamlike state. As we sailed across the Milky Way, the melodies she used to sing to me began to resurface in my head, and we were joined by Winken, Blinken, and Nod.......
