I'm riding on the bus and watching a wonderful sunset. Yes, something wonderful, amazing! Where the field ends, a huge red sun sets. I can’t take my eyes off. Suddenly, someone says loudly in my ear: “Take the pink bag, it’s on the sink.” I had to distract myself from my exciting contemplations. The voice repeats: “The bag is on the sink.” I listen, in the speaker of the phone, in the voice of a teenager, something is said for a long time, and again the answer is the phrase: “The bag is on the sink.” Yes, what is it? And, I had to listen to this phrase five times. Silence. I’m driving, admiring it. Again the voice in my ear - “I don’t know.” “Okay, I’ll listen to your meaningful dialogue,” I decided. The boy says something and says and says. You won’t believe it, to all his words he hears this killer six times in a row - “I don’t know.” For the seventh time, with some feeling of despair, she shouted: “Yes, I don’t know!” Silence. Do you know what I wanted to do with this mother? So, me too. I didn’t dare turn around and tell her: “Yes, look at this wonderful sun. Doesn't it make you happy? Does communicating with your son only bring you heaviness? Why are you so frozen?” I thought. After all, in essence, what does her son want from her, pestering her with questions, but cannot get? He wants her attention and warmth. He tells her (my translation): “Mom! I miss you. Notice me. I’m here, I’m your son!” What she tells him (my translation): “I have no time for you. Are you all right. What else do you want?” He made two attempts to get her warmth, and was rejected twice. He seeks her gaze, she looks into emptiness. He has to be inattentive, doesn’t know where his jacket is, his briefcase, how to get there... She has to control him, and thus she takes care of him, but she doesn’t do the important thing - she doesn’t give him love. He has a mother, functional, controlling, but she is unattainable, and it’s as if she doesn’t exist. She is not here, she is in her frozen cocoon. Recently, I called my son in the middle of the school day: “I love you.” He ran: “I love you too.” Mom, what did you want?” “I want to say that I love you very much.” You are my best.” His voice becomes soft, he is surprised - “Did you call to say this and that’s all? Well, mom, let’s do it!” And, he continued to run about his business, getting A's... It is important to share your warmth with each other. Are special conditions required for this? Yes, come on. When else should I say about my love, if not now??