The flicker of her eyes
Unveiled a hurt
Which went straight to her core
Pain was palpable
Holding in feelings again. Until they pop out at the most inopportune time. Like at a birthday lunch. I vacillate between tough love/truth hurts to nothing good can come from saying something. For surely she knows. My dear sweet baby girl.
No doubt she knows despite the deep denial. She’s not stupid. To say what’s on my mind is simply cruel. But how do I rid this anger? Why is unconditional love so hard? Need to let go.
As always more to come.