“I can’t give you my whole forgiveness today, Emerson,” she said softly.
“Not because I don’t love you — but because you need to understand what you allowed.
You didn’t just let her shave my head.
You abandoned me the moment I called you for help.
She could enter my home because you gave her your complete trust.
She answered your phone because you gave her total access.
She called me insane because you were already willing to dismiss my pain as drama.”
He wept quietly.
“I’m so sorry, Mom.”
“Forgiveness is not a paper napkin you use to clean up a mess you made,” she said.