first moment she set foot through our door. I didn’t
know anything about her, apart from how she
looks at my Patrick and how he glows when he’s
next to her; I’ve understood that she is one of a
kind. Erin, thank you for having given hope to my
son, thank you for having opened his eyes. I know
he can be a hard head at times, but he has always
been a good boy and he just needed to see his own
worth, and that’s what you’ve done, dear. You gave
him a chance and you are giving him everything he
ever needed. Erin, thank you for having brought
Patrick back home and for this splendid gift, of
this baby girl that I already love to death. Thank
you, Erin and welcome to our family,” my mother
concludes, exploding into tears while Erin stands
there and throws herself into her arms.
I watch the scene, holding in my tears and
thanking whomever it is I need to thank for this
day, for this woman and for this life.
23
Erin
“I don’t even know where to put this stuff!”
Two nights after the party Patrick organized at
his family’s house, I find myself in my apartment
with Rain, trying to organize all the gifts I got. I
was not expecting such warmth and affection,
especially because his family barely knows me,
but it was wonderful to find myself surrounded by
them and my loved ones and that they’re finally
here with me.
