I don’t know how to say what should have been said a long time ago. You were never the cause of my silence, though I let you believe it. The fault was mine; the shadows I carried from before you were born. I hope one day you will forgive me for not being able to put them down in time.
Her hands trembled as she read. I cannot undo the years, but I can leave you something better than apologies. The accounts are in your name. The house will be yours if you want it. I did not want my burdens to be the reason your life was difficult. You deserved more than I could give. This is what I can leave instead.