Don’t Let Your Mother Answer for You
It is not going to happen, and the reason is not that she cannot forgive me.
She has forgiven me — actually, functionally, in a way I can see in how she is with me — and forgiveness turns out not to be the operative thing.
She said it best, about a year ago, in a car park, at the end of a conversation about school districts.
“Ivan, I’m not carrying anything about you anymore.
I want you to believe that, because I know you don’t.
“But I built a whole life on the fact that you weren’t coming.