Between the distance

chapter 1 : the inheritance

Chapter 1: Inheritance

People talk about what we inherit — cheekbones, tempers, laughter.

From my mother, I inherited distance. Not the cold kind, but the protective kind — the kind you use to survive. She built a fortress out of silence and handed me the blueprints.

I followed them precisely.

She made sure I never had to borrow again. That sounds small, but it wasn’t. It meant we weren’t lacking anymore. We didn’t have to need anyone — especially not you. She tried to save me from the hunger of waiting.

But it was already too late. The hunger had settled in.

And it would stay for years.

I became comfortable within your absence.That is what else I unfortunately inherited from her ,the absence of a loved one ,for years she had to wait for your return.Basking in the limbo of whether to wait for you or move on with her life.Another father she never wanted to inherit for me,she wanted you and you alone and you and you alone you denied it from her.

was it a love forsaken or an unforsaken love with unwilting limitations me being the glue to the union that has forsaken me to the absence of a father