74 Grief

Suddenly, tears gushed down my face like a waterfall. and while I wet her skin with my tears, my mother just patiently stood there, patting my head as she comforted me.

“Ah, my child, you can cry to me.”

Those simple words were simple, but they meant so much to me.

I suddenly felt how ironic my gift is, and how I am thankful for having it. It made n possible to meet my mother right now.

I could talk t her like this as if she’s still alive...

but I know it's only her soul now…and this scene would be over soon s I have to grasp the chance while she is still here.

I realized how I have been pretending t be strong all these years, trying to remain fierce and unstoppable as possible and caging my emotions. and now I am letting everything out.

“did you have a rough time, living my child?”

She asked, and tears came out more. I was suddenly reminded of all the hardships I had, and I was sobbing and letting everything fall.

“I apologize for not being there.” she suddenly said, and I could