My mom finally woke up on December 30. Harris Samaniego and I had a hard time trying to calm her down as she burst into tears at the sight of me. She did remember we met already but falling unconscious brought her fear to resurface.
“I thought I’d never see you again,” she cried as she forced herself to sit on the bed. Harris Samaniego was on her side to help her lean on the headboard after he checked her vitals. “I’ll continue to fight for you, my d-daughter. I promise I’ll make up for all those wasted years. We’ll have a better time ahead of us.”
I could only nod and cry with her. I moved on her bed and accepted her tight embrace. She fell back asleep for a while and Harris Samaniego was quick to reassure me she would be fine after noticing the fear in me.
He was right. Mom got to j
