This smile. It's still so familiar to me, even if I haven't seen it in a very long time. When I was little, it comforted me from grief, warmed me, and made me believe that everything would be fine because my mom always told me after something bad happened. Only later did I understand that she was smiling to cover up her own worries and the hopelessness. Your smile now doesn't seem fake, it's warm and inviting - and it comes from the heart.Before I can think any further about what I'm doing here, my legs have already started moving and bridging the gap between my mother and me. As soon as I stand in front of her, I only register briefly how good she looks - not at all exhausted, tired or sick. The next moment she pulls me into her arms and presses me tightly against her slim body."Hello, darling," she whispers next to my ear as I cling to her and let my tears flow.Her smell, her warmth - I missed all of it so much, even if I always made it up to myself that I
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