When I Was Four, My Mother Left Me Alone in a Church—Twenty Years Later She Returned Crying, “We Need You”
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Chapter 30 - MY MOTHER DOES NOT FOLLOW THE RULE
Three days later, flowers arrived at the parish.
Card:
For our daughter. We love you. Mom and Dad.
I threw the card away.
Gave the flowers to the nursing home outreach program.
Then emailed the number my mother had left.
Do not contact me directly again during donor evaluation. If you continue, I will stop communicating outside the transplant team entirely.
Her reply:
We are only trying to love you.
May you like
I did not answer.
Love that refuses a clearly stated boundary is often more interested in itself than the person receiving it.
