True story. At the trust meeting, my daughter said: “She has no say.” I reached into my bag and…

fine, that I had given her time for 40 years and I could give her more.

There was something in her voice at the end that reminded me of the little girl who used to crawl into bed with me after thunderstorms and not say anything.

Just be close.

I held that part separate from everything else.

I intended to keep holding it.

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