I was like 5 or 6 years old.
One day I saw a big lorry truck in front of my house filled with bags and furniture. My mom was about to leave.
She was crying, and said “I will be back in no time, untill then listen to your dad, and I will see you soon”
Since then I miss her every single day for amost 40 years and counting.
I can’t recall her face but somehow I know she is inside of me deep...comes out once in a while, making me cry.