me from truly healing. She spoke of the importance of letting go, of creating space for new growth. It took me nearly four years to find the strength to listen. One Tuesday afternoon, with trembling hands, I took the dress down from its hook. I felt like a traitor, breaking a promise to a girl who could no longer hold me to it.
I folded the gown with meticulous care, tucking it into a donation box along with a few other items that carried too much weight. I kissed the
