I'm lost, just seeking to be found.
There was soft music from the 60's playing in the background and I literally had to will myself to calm down as I looked into the face of my once, favorite aunt. Even though she looked like the same loving, adorable, motherly person that I've grown to love I couldn't stop my brain from going back to all the times I watched my cousin literally break down from the pain of losing a mother's love.
"Hi." I said shyly.
Aunt Rosa's face literally transformed into the biggest smile I've ever seen before I was engulfed into a hug. My nose was assaulted by the jasmine perfume she always wore and I wanted to wrap my hands around her and return her hug. She pulled away before I had an internal conflict and I forced a smile as she collected both presents and hande
