perceptive projection

Perhaps because I wrote my sms unclearly or Mother was being her worrier-self, either way Mother thought something bad had happened to me. In matter of minutes, she wrote two sms to me asking what happened. As I was replying to her first sms which took quite awhile, she already fired another sms to my brother asking what was wrong with me, which, in turn, made my brother panic. He called me at the same instant after he finished reading Mother's sms. The brother who never responded to people's sms or calls for months on end. 

He sounded so worried and panic.  

All in all, it took not fifteen minutes from my first harmless sms to Mother to the uproar created afterwards until I calmed everybody off. 

Despite it all, it warmed me. It reminded me that despite everything, despite our troubles, problems, tiffs, etc, I am loved.