that finding Nora meant bringing her home.
I understand now that I was wrong.
She already has a home.
What we are building is something else entirely.
A way to reconnect.
And for the first time in eight years, I no longer have to wonder if my daughter is alive.
I know where she is.
I know she is safe.
And she finally knows that this terrible decision she made at 16 did not mean that she deserved everything that happened to her afterwards.
Parents often say, “You can always come back home.” But how can you prove it when your child has spent years believing they were no longer worthy?
