That Thing Called LOVE

I walk out from my car when i parked right in front of the white cosy looking house that i always love to be in every weekend . I saw my role model , my love , my everything .. my mother doing the gardening work . I do asked her to stop doing hard works but she refused to stop because that's what she likes to do and thats what she love and i tend to stop asking her to stop because i totally can relate how she told me to continue doing what i love and what i like and i can see it now that she loves gardening and she won't just stop . 

"hi mom" i said as i got out and push the door closed before i walk closer towards her. She look up to me and still looking beautiful even with that wrinkles that slowly starting to form near her beautiful eyes. "good you're early . i just pop in my cake batter into the oven and it'll be done in few miunutes" she smile as she got up from the ground and pull me into a hug. I always feel the love everytime i come home and stay with her and cuddle under the warm blanket whilst watching out favourite tv show together. 

I didn't get to come home last weekend because i was at Southlea , a town near the beautiful beach and perform at one of the wedding that they wanted me to play my violin and i stayed there for 2 days. I play violin at weddings and other occasion when i'm free and mom doesn't against that little spare job i have because it sometimes helps me to improve myself if i don't have the chance to practise. 

And i just love how everyone at the wedding smile and dance along to the music i played. It's my happiness to see them enjoying my music , the music i played "oh great, what cake you made?" i asked when i sat on the bench near the beautiful rose plants she'd planted last month. "your favourite. lemon cake" she said with a smile before she take a sit on the bench next to me. It was silence as both of us stare out the view that we have at our backyard 

A stunning , incredible view of tall trees and the famous Landcastle mountain right at the back of our balcony and it's always a breataking view everytime we just sat here and talk and enjoy the cool fresh breeze. It's much colder up here compare to where my place was which is down in town. "hows the class today?" she asked as she takes off her gloves and place it down at the end of the bench. "good. the kids are getting better" i said as i smile at her 

"i bet they play as good as you when you were little" she murmured before looking up at me and caress my hair ever so softly "you were so good when you first held the violin" she said , giving me the motherly smile "and i never stop since then" i said when i remember the first time i got the violin in my hands and fell in love with it when i hear the magical sound it produces. 

"come on , lets get inside before it gets colder" she said making me chuckle at how funny she made that annoyed face of hers before both of us got up from the bench to get to the house. The smell of jasmine candle that she lit in the living room just makes me feel home and everything is just like how i like it. I look at the kitchen where she's heading and saw the lemon glaze on top of the island top "would you mind pouring the glaze on top of the cake?" she asked 

"i'd gladly to do so" i chuckle as i approaching the island and she take out the good delicious smell of her famous lemon cake and put it on the cooling rack "do i have to pour it now?" i asked and she nods. I take the small bowl of the glaze and pour it on top of the cake very slowly and let it sit just for couple of minutes before we get to dig in. We let it cool down a bit as we head back to the living room and the tv is already on but it's on mute. 

"anything new?" she asked with a little teasing smile on her face and i know exactly what she meant by that question. Mom had always wanted me to have someone by my side like Soojung and Jongin but i was too busy with my violin that i didn't spare my time for dating or be in a relationship. The last one i had was back when i was 21 but it didn't go long when he broke up with me when i was just turned 21. 

Cruel i must say 

But that was old stories and i stays single since then . I always thought of having someone but i just don't know how to approach people and be nice or more like flirting with them. And i've been spending most of my time in my studio and practising and teach and that's just it. I guess my last one couldn't really handle my obsession with violin and music. 

"not really" i said and take that cup of tea that she made for me earlier up to my lips. "oh well , not going to ask more" she said making me laugh, she got up and walk towards the kitchen to get the cake and i followed her from behind with a wide grin on my face to finally get to eat my favourite lemon cake by my mother. 

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Monday came really quick that i still couldn't process of what had happened yesterday but what i do know is that i had the most amazing weekened with my mother even though we just spent our time baking , cooking and do some gardening together . It feels amazing and now i'm back at my place and it's still very early that i just lay back on my comfy bed with paper notes around me as i tried to memorise the notes. I didn't open my studio most of the days and it opened only for classes but people are welcomed to come in if they ever wanted to ask me to play at some occasion

The place that i live in is a very small house-store like place where i made the whole lower floor as my studio and my work space and the upstairs will be my small cosy living room with small kitchen at the side and i took the attic as my bedroom because i just like how it is. I have a cup of tea next to my bed as i turn up the volume of the music i played and naturally swi