Anonymous Offering

My daughter and I have been estranged for 20 years or more. It has been very painful. I have

told myself she had to do it to find her center. Maybe a rationalization. This morning, Mother’s

Day, she sent me a text message. “Happy Mother’s Day. I gave money to the ACLU reproductive rights defense fund in your name yesterday–I tell people I inherently know how to be the underground–Figured you’d appreciate that as a Mother’s Day gift . . . And I’m sorry you’re having to go through this for a second time in your lifetime.” That was a most beautiful act of extreme kindness. -Anonymous

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