It was like looking into a mirror at an older version of myself. How on earth was it possible for me to forget her? With my memories coming back to me I knew for certain this was my mom. Her straight blonde hair and shape of her face was identical to mine. Our only difference was she had deep blue eyes. But when I looked at my dad, I saw the resemblance there as well. He had darker brown hair, but we shared the same hazel eyes.
“Oh my gosh! It’s you! It really is you, Chrissy. I’m sorry, I mean Perri. I just can’t believe it! We never thought we would see you again.” She approached me and wrapped me in a hug as best she could. Soon my dad joined as well and between the two of them holding me so tight I allowed my crutches to fall to the floor as we all wept.
After what felt like forever,
