never heard my mother say before.
“I was wrong.”
I closed my eyes.
For years, I had imagined hearing those words.
When I finally did, they didn’t feel as satisfying as I thought they would.
Because an apology after consequences isn’t the same as an apology before them.
Still, I listened.
Mom continued.
“I thought because you’re single and successful, you didn’t really need us.”
I swallowed.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“I know.”
“You treated my life like I had extra resources because I didn’t have a husband or children.”
