The true test will be if I can accept the words I use to craft my tale and trust my readers will benefit from them somehow. In essence… can I believe in myself a little bit more?
The Introduction: Part 2
The woman who gave me life was finally in my childhood home, and I was at a loss of words and gutted of my tears. Where do we even begin? How do I try to recount the years of my life, and how do I respectfully ask the questions that haunted me so? 19 years of separation, basically a lifetime, stood between us and the foundation of our relationship.