“Take the time you need to process this. And remember, Gina, I did this for you, in my own flawed way. I love you.”
As we ended the call, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.
It was a strange mixture of relief and sadness, knowing I had set events in motion that would force my daughter to grow, even if it meant stepping into a role I had shielded her from for too long. As for me, I would continue my quiet life, hoping that this leap of faith would eventually mend the bond between us, stronger and more resilient than ever before.
