Visiting my Mam's house after 3 years of not seeing her, and seeing she has my old bed perfectly made, all my footy medals laid evenly across the shelf, the clock on the locker set bang on time, all my old magazines stacked neatly on the table, a change of clothes on the pole hanger in the corner, and my guitar against the wall with a cloth underneath it so it wont get scratched
That's the great thing about mums. You can be the biggest prick on the planet and put them through a torrent of worry and grief, but you're always forgiven