Forever Yours

Mom

Amerie

Looking at him I smiled. It has been a good few years and I had enjoyed every single one of them.

There is not a day when I don't think about him. Wondering how he is doing what he is doing and who he is with.

When I had found him on that mountain all those years ago, I couldn't be any more happy.

At least I had found him. At first I was just going to take him home but I couldn't part with him again.

Faith has a funny way of telling me who I should belong too I mean why take away my happiness two times.

This time however will be different. Things will be different.

"We are almost there." I could smell the wolves and they were a lot of them in one area.

Seff however was reluctant to go home. He knew that home was nearby and yet when we woke up this morning he kept asking for needless things.

At first he asked me to hunt down some bear. He said he wanted to eat a bear. Really a bear. There are no bears around this area and yet I had to travel far to find a bear. I mean who eats a bear. Of course Seff does when it took him two hours just to finish an entire bear himself.

For a seven year old where does he put it. Then he had a tummy ache and needed to rest along the path down to his feet were hurting.

When I offered to carry him again, he had refuse and said he just needed to rest which took a couple more hours.

I could only sigh at this boy slow endeavor. A feeling of where he was prolonging the inevitable.

Quite funny actually to watch him come up with excuses not to go home.

"Do I have to go home?" He whined.

"Of course you do, your family is probably worried sick about you."

He began to trace the snow on the ground with words of encouragement to himself. "Besides don't you miss your father, your sister? I am sure they miss you."

Seff grew quiet, "but I want to stay with you." He stood before me with tears in his eyes.

At that moment my heart had soared. As much as I want to be with him I had made a promise never to interfere with wolves. But then again, how many years has it been since that terrible night. One hundred and seventy years to be exact. They wouldn't remember would they?

I was going to have him just walk the few more distance home by himself but I guess it wouldn't hurt if I drop him home myself.

"Please Mama Amy." He cried.

What did he say? "Mama Amy?" I ask confused. I had ask him to call me Amy since it was hard for him pronounce my name and Amy seems much easier but mama. I don't know if I should feel happy or sad at that moment.

"Yes, Mama. Please don't leave me." With his little arms, he wrapped it around my neck.

Lifting him up, I had carried him the rest of the way. As much as I would love to have him near, just to feel him, listen to his heart and feeling his warm breath, he needed his pack, he needed his family.

Through the snow my foot steps were squish against the soft white ground.

A fire was seen just a few feet away. His pack I sighed relief and yet terrified that I might not be able to see him again.