I watched them move confidently through the building, treating it as a place of work and community rather than a monument to me.

Later that afternoon my phone buzzed with a short message relayed through Elena.

Brenda had heard about the opening and wanted to offer congratulations.

She asked whether she might send a card to the girls as well.

I thanked Elena for handling it and returned to helping a visitor find the accessible garden.

I had no need to show Brenda that I was doing well.