My Daughter Gave Me Earbuds for My Birthday—A Veteran at Work Took One Look and Went Pale

anyway.

I keep the photo on the mantle. That seven-year-old girl with the gap-toothed smile and the crayon note.

Not because I’ve forgiven what happened.

But because I refuse to let her theft extend to my memories of who she used to be.

She took a lot from me—my trust, my peace, nearly my independence.

But she can’t have the past. That remains mine.

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