When we got to Grace’s room I knocked on the door.
“She might be sleeping,” Grayson said after a few minutes of waiting.
“True… it is late.” I frowned. “I really wanted to see her but I’ll have to see her in the morning. I turned away as the door opened.
“Momma?”
I turned back around and Grace was wiping her eyes and yawning. When she moved her hands I could see nothing but tears.
I picked Grace up and hugged her tightly. My muscles were sore from not moving much in the last few days but I didn’t care. I needed to hold my daughter. She wrapped her legs around me and cried into my shoulder.
“I was so scared for you,” she whispered.
I rubbed her back and after hearing her cry I could hold myself together anymore. I cried with her while Grayson rubbed my back.
After a little while,
