Linda took the baby in her arms.
The girl extended her little hand, touched Linda’s cheek and smiled.
And in that instant I saw an authentic happiness appear on the face of a woman who seemed to have forgotten how joy felt for so many years.
Three months later, Linda sent me a picture.
She was sitting on a park bench, with Rachel and little Emily next to her.
Under the photograph he had written:
“Mary, do you remember our discussion on the plane? Since that day I have started to take better care of myself. Now I go for a walk every day, I know people and I no longer hide from the world. You reminded me that I can still change.”
I replied:
“And you reminded me that sometimes, behind a person we don’t like at first sight, there’s a whole life story we don’t know yet.”