"Are you really here, mom?" I asked her, expecting her to vanish in the air. I was scared that if I got close, she would disappear, so I stayed frozen in the same spot.
To my surprise, she moved first and hugged me. "Not really, my baby," she said, pulling me closer. I am long gone, but I left part of my essence with you, and I will help you control it."
"I don't understand," I said.
My mom didn't stop hugging me, and soon, warm tears fell on my shoulder. That made me cry as well, and we stood there, sobbing because we both knew this moment wasn’t real—but it felt like it was. I clung to her, afraid to let go because I didn’t know if I’d ever feel her warmth again.
“My sweet girl,” she whispered, pulling back just enough to cup my face in her hands. Her gaze was soft, filled with th
