At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”
“How can you miss him?”
Because thirty years are not one scene.
That did not mean I wanted him back.
Missing history is not the same as wanting to repeat it.
Therapy helped me understand that.
PART 53 — I BEGIN THERAPY
At fifty-seven.
For the first time.
My therapist, Dr. Elena Morris, asked:
“What do you want your life to look like?”
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