I met my mother for the first time today. She passed away a day after giving birth to me and I do not have the words to express this feeling of what could have been. I have recently turned the same age she was when she died and only this year did I finally learn the full story of her life. It took months to process the news before I found the courage to travel back to the Congo.
Now I am on this unexpected journey of learning about Elise, my mother.
