My mother didn’t say anything at first. She just stood there, with her face a kaleidoscope of emotions; relief, sadness, and maybe even a hint of anger.
Before I could decipher the storm brewing behind my mother's eyes, she stepped forward and wrapped me in the tightest embrace I had ever felt. The smell of her familiar floral perfume overwhelmed my senses, and I let out a sob and gripped her as if she might disappear if I didn’t hold on tight enough.
"Ava.., my daughter". My mother murmured, her voice breaking as she speaks.
I clung onto my mother, letting the weeks of pent up emotions spill out in a flood of tears. It was as though my mother's presence had unlocked something inside of me like a dam I hadn’t even realized was there.
“I missed you so much momma". I choked out between
