Mamma

"I often dream of Mom when I was traveling the world with Father. I would dream that we were back in our apartment in LA, sitting together on our raggy leather coach with my head on her lap, eating buttered popcorn while watching movies from the 'Princess Bride' to the Disney films I enjoyed.               I would dream that we'd sit there for hours, laughing hysterically at the funny parts, tearing up at the sad parts, and following the dialogue with moving lips of our favorite moments.              When I disappeared in that world, I was safe and loved. I was me, and she was there too." ~Tristan (Describing his dreams while traveling the world with Angelus)