Meredith Caldwell — The Blue Folder
The memory still hurt, but I no longer needed to use it to predict every choice he would make.
My counselor asked me whether I felt obligated to reward his improvement by reconsidering the divorce.
“No,” I answered, surprised by my certainty.
“Are you glad he’s trying?”
“Yes.”
“Both things can be true.”
That became an important lesson.
I could hope Gavin learned to be a reliable father without becoming responsible for his growth.