Their reception of her was warm and immediate, and Nic, who lost his mom far too soon, got emotional when he heard the full story of what she’d gone through to get back to me. It was another long night full of joy and laughter, with Mom and Mama bonding over their dedication to their children, and every day since has been some variation of the same thing. For a week now, I’ve been living in a world that feels like the stuff of dreams, a bubble of euphoria I hope will never pop.
