Still in pain, he has written to us seeking advice.
When we got to our hotel room for our first night as a married couple, Nancy, my wife, slowly whispered, “Close your eyes,
I have a surprise that will forever mark this day.”
I did, and suddenly, there were three knocks on the door.
When I opened my eyes, I was shaken to discover standing in front of me my mother.
I shouted, “What is this woman doing here, Nancy?”
To give you some context, my mother left my dad and me when
I was 11 because she found a rich man who could take better care of her.
She didn’t contact me for over two decades.
Recently, as she heard that I’ve been doing well financially, she’s been trying to get in touch.
I told her I would never want to see her.
Nancy knows the full story.
