With the help of my lawyer, I reviewed all the patrimonial documents.
I've updated my will.
I changed people who could make certain decisions on my behalf.
Not to punish my children.
It's because trust and love are not the same thing.
I loved my children.
But that didn't mean I had to give them unconditional access to all my decisions.
Jake wrote me after two months.
He didn't ask me for money.
He didn't ask me to come back.
His letter had only one page.
“Margaret, I wanted to find out the truth about my mother and I ended up doing the exact thing I hated in others: I decided that my goal gave me the right to lie. He wasn't giving me. I'm sorry."
I kept the letter.
I didn't answer him immediately.
After another month, I invited him to a coffee shop.
The same time we first met.
