My world turned upside down the day I received a letter from the mother who abandoned and belittled me for most of my life, only to return with demands for money. Caught between old wounds and a new life I’ve fought hard to build, I wrestle with guilt, anger, and the question of what I owe to someone who gave me so little love. This is a story about family, boundaries, and the price of forgiveness.
Was it Dad’s fault? Mom’s frail figure was visible through her nightgown. Dad’s new car was another vivid memory from Jack’s childhood. Mom’s constant presence on the living room couch was a sign of her depression, but Jack only understood this later. In the 1990s, no one in their small town talked about mental health
Often, we marvel at the resilience of those around us, unaware of the battles they’ve fought in silence. My wife, Ava, embodies such strength. Throughout her life, she bore her burdens alone, her past shrouded in mystery. Before we married, Ava was a woman of few words, her solitude a fortress. I believed that with time, I could bridge the gap between us, but when she finally shared her childhood story, it left me in disbelief.
