I’m standing on top of the stairs that lead to our living room dressed in a white maxi dress, my hair has been pushed back and I had to shower again, for this. Apparently, reincarnation requires purity.
My heart is pounding so fast but when I look at the bottom of the flight of stairs and see him, I sigh.
He said he would b with me every step of the way, and I’m just glad that he is here.
I take the steps and when he reaches out his arm, I grab it so tight that I think he realizes when he gives me a small squeeze of assurance.
Maya has already prepared everything for the reincarnation and it is just amazing how everyone is dressed in white, Eric and my mother too, who insisted she wanted to be here as everything happened, and I wouldn’t ask for anything more.
I need the moral support.
