The door has, inevitably, closed.

My mom wrote me back, finally, basically telling me that I am always critical of her when I am in therapy, and that she never thinks about my dad unless I bring it up. She then asks if I want a box of books she doesn’t want if she comes up to visit.

And now I move on to the rest of my life, again.

When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. When I let go of what I have, I receive what I need. – Tao Te Ching

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