When I Was Four, My Mother Left Me Alone in a Church—Twenty Years Later She Returned Crying, “We Need You”
Could donate marrow while refusing the upstairs bedroom.
Could love a niece without pretending the circumstances that introduced us were beautiful.
That was freedom.
Not:
I forgive everything.
Not:
I never forgive.
Choice.
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