Today is Mother’s birthday.
I’m sitting here at my desk forcing my tears back.
Today a coworker has brought her niece into the office. She’s 15 and doesn’t speak any English. Her mother has just been remarried and is pregnant. She has a new family. The mother has sent her to Miami from Mexico to live with a father she met once three years ago. Her father sent her to Tulsa to live with a grandmother she’s never met before. A few days ago my coworker picked her up in Tulsa and brought her to Dallas.
I know what her questions are. Why don’t you want me? Why don’t you love me?
My heart breaks for both of us.