Walking In Her Shoes: Forgiving Mom

Ally Holland
Sep 4, 2018 · 3 min read
Photo by eriknikolai

I sat at the kitchen table and waited, my eyes fixated on the tire tracks left in the snow as she drove off.

She said she was leaving and her tone of voice made me feel like she wasn’t coming back. I felt all shaky inside like I was cold but I wasn’t. I was afraid. What if she didn’t come back?

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