My smile grows wider. Mainly because her excitement and adoration for my mother is evident, even in written form, but also because I still can’t quite believe this is all real. That my mom is alive, and Mallory and I are solid. That my world has expanded once again, the edges of my existence reaching out to reclaim one of the most fundamental parts of my being. And even more gratifying, is watching that new addition be folded into the sacred circle of unconditional love that is my found family.
