It's hard to put in words what I felt when I saw my mother after so many years. It's a cocktail of emotions: happiness, sadness, surprise,... I can't explain to be honest but it was amazing and very strange at the same time. My mother has seven children me included and I am the oldest. last time I only met her, my oldest brother Bahatti who's a year younger than me and my youngest sister Beatrice who is now nine years old. That day I met my stepfather Andre, my other younger brother Safari now 18, my two other little sisters Clementine and Sabine 12 and 11 years old and my youngest brother Kwizera who's is only four. I have never had brothers or sisters in Belgium so to suddenly gain a whole family is quite the experience! The fist day was very emotional and just weird. Rwanda's native language is called Kinyarwanda which I don't speak since I left the country when I was not yet one year old. Belgium was the former coloniser of Rwanda and Burundi and under their reign French became the first language. The current president replaced French with English. That's why the generation of my mother speaks good French but almost no English and the younger generations, my oldest brother and cousins, speaks good English but almost no French. My French isn't the best so it wasn't easy to communicate and my younger brothers and sisters didn't speak English at all.