For the first time in my adult life, my mom told me to sit on her lap and she hugged me, kissed me and told me everything was going to be all right.
For the first time in my adult life she did not scold me, or yell at me, or tell me I was being exaggerated, or questioned my tears, or call me a wuss.
For the first time in my adult life, she told me she would give anything she had to make it all go away.
For the first time in my adult life she let me cry and didn't judge me.
For the first time in what it seems like ages she wasn't Vader. She was my mom.