A reflection

I've been waiting six years. This makes me sound old... maybe I am. I don't know. I'm listening to The Love Cats now with the biggest smile on my face. It's strange to get a peice of paper and suddenly everything that happened today becomes a blur. My mom knocked on the door. I stood up and opened it. And she smiled and held them out. I looked at her, then her hands, then her, then her hands again.

"Well?"

I held them tight and spun around in circles.