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Fifteen years. That’s how long it’s been since I last heard from my daughter. No calls, no letters, no word of where she was or if she was okay. The silence was loud, heavy, and ever-present — and now, suddenly, it’s been broken.
She reached out.
This isn’t the kind of thing people talk about easily, but maybe it’s time we did — because estrangement is real. Reconnection is complicated. And healing is far from linear.
A Complex Reunion
When my phone lit up with her name, my heart nearly stopped. It was like seeing a ghost — someone you’ve grieved, someone you thought was gone. I wanted to believe it was a turning point, a miracle, a long-lost chapter finally reopening.
- Why now?
- What does she want?
- Can I let her in again without risking my own heart?
It’s hard to explain what it feels like to be left behind — and then found again — by your own child. There’s no map for this kind of reunion.