I wanted her life to be larger than the incident that had divided her family.

That summer, she learned to ride a bicycle with training wheels.

Gabriel jogged behind her, holding the seat until she asked him to let go.

I watched from the sidewalk, grateful for the quiet joy of seeing her wobble forward and laugh.

When she reached the end of the path, she turned and shouted, “Did you see me, Mommy?”

“I saw every second,” I called back.

And I meant it.