All it took.
Was one long warm hug. To assure each other that things would be alright.
And that too a whole new level of guts to be the one making the move.
20 years of controlled display of -a whole long list of adjectives are coming to me right now –
But bounded by -another long list of reasons for not being a daughter who knows how to show affection well-.
Today’s been another first step.
In other news, I failed earlier on the train. Maybe it shouldn’t have been done just yet.