Distant Love
My mom and I were never close. Calls were rare, visits rarer. Every time I tried to see her, she had an excuse: a retreat, an event, a trip. Eventually, I stopped asking — but not wondering why.
A Surprise Visit
One night, I couldn’t take the silence anymore. I booked a flight and showed up at her house. What I found stunned me: a teenage girl who looked just like me. “Who is this?” I asked. My mom’s answer shattered me: “She’s yours.”
The Hidden Truth
I had given up my baby at 15. My mother adopted her — without telling me. “I was afraid if I told you, I’d lose you,” she said. I left without a word, torn between grief and betrayal. For weeks, I said nothing. I just existed.
Healing Begins
A month later, I returned. “I was scared,” I told the girl — my daughter. She hugged me. My mom said, “She wants to know you.” We couldn’t change the past, but we could shape what came next.
“We’re here now. And that’s where we’ll begin.”
