As I stood there stunned, my mother came closer and asked softly, “My dear, how have you been? Did anyone hurt you? I’ve missed you so much and I’m grateful we can meet today.”
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Her caring words unleashed the tears I’d been holding back.
I was reunited with my mother.
The trials I’d endured seemed bearable now. Compared to the days when I was first expelled from the Silver Ridge Pack and lost Vicky, my life had improved significantly.
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Yet, in the presence of my mother, I felt like the child I once was.
A flood of suppressed emotions overwhelmed me. I was no longer able to contain my feelings and maintain the facade of a rational adult; tears streamed down my face.
“Mom, no one hurt me.” I wanted to spare her any worry, so I omitted the past misunderstandings with my father. Hiding that pain, I sobbed, “I’ve been fine. I just missed you a lot.”
My mother looked at me with a kind expression and said, “Debra, I missed you too. I wished to witness you growing up. But circumstances forced my hand. There was something critical I needed to attend to, which is why I had to leave.”
Her words brought back what my father had mentioned. Eager for answers, I asked, “Mom, where did you go then? And why haven’t you returned?”
A hint of sadness crossed her face.
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As she tried to comfort me by wiping my tears, her hand unexpectedly passed through my body, leaving me bewildered by the bizarre moment.
I was stunned.
How was this possible? Why couldn’t my mother touch me?
Realizing the situation, my mother’s expression turned sorrowful.
“I’m sorry, my dear. I forgot that I am merely a projection now, unable to make physical contact.”
A projection?
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My mind reeled. I stared at her, confused. “Mom, you’re right here.
How can you just be a projection?”
Denial took over. I tried to touch her, yet my hand moved through her as if she were air.
“Mom? What’s happening?”
My heart felt like it had been struck down. A sense of wrongness crept in, bringing panic and agony. It felt like my heart was splitting in two.
With tears streaming, I asked, “Mom, why can’t I feel you? What’s happening?”
The reality that I could see but not touch my mother was unbearable.
Appearing distressed by my pain, my mother tried again to reach out, only to remember she couldn’t make contact. “My child, I’m just a projection, not the flesh-and-blood person you yearn for.”
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