The Alternate Universe

In the alternate universe you will still be here mom.
Cooing over your second grandson. The one that you had been waiting for so long.
Since day one I'm allowed to be a mom.

In the alternate universe you will still be here mom.
Worrying about your grandson being trusted in the hands of his careless mom.
Giving unstopable advice on how I should handle this tiny baby.
That will be our source of everyday argument. Me being annoyed and you being persistent.

In the alternate universe you will still be here mom.
Sending me Whatsapp every single minute. Wanting to know what's the baby doing. Demanding newest photo of him. Changing your profil picture everytime you get them.

In the alternate universe you will still be here mom.
Bragging about your precious grandsons to everyone. How proud and thankful you are on being their grandma. Showering them with lot of gifts and hugs and kisses.

In the alternate universe you will still be here mom.
Instead of writing about the alternate universe that everyone know does not even exist. I will write about how grateful I am that God finally granted your wish. Of this beautiful baby that sleeping beside of me.

I know no one else pray as hard as you did to be able to meet him mom. No one. Not even me. The mom.

So I really hope you two had met on the way between the heaven and the world and if it's true maybe you already gave him your words on how he should be patient being taken care of his inexperience parents.

And looking at how peaceful he is. I wish that is the truth mom and not only my wistful thinking :)