Mom’s convictions were based on wishful thinking. She thought because she wanted something for me out of motherly love, it would become true. Life didn’t work that way. Fate had a nasty temper and loved to kick me in the balls. “We can’t have a family because there’s no way Sara will ever want to be with me.” Mom let out a small sigh. “It’ll take time, but you two will find your way to each other.”
