At 62, I Finally Learned That I Had the Right to Say No
Part 2 — The Journey Back to Brittany
The story continues in English, picking up where Mireille and Claire arrive in Brittany.
Claire looked at me with a small smile.
“So, Mom, what would you like to do first?”
The question surprised me.
Not because it was difficult to answer, but because I had spent so many years asking everyone else what they wanted that I had almost forgotten how to answer that question for myself.
I was always the one making plans, checking the time, preparing meals, and making sure nobody needed anything.
I was the one who remembered everything.
I was the one who made sure everyone was comfortable.
And somewhere along the way, I had stopped asking myself whether I was comfortable, too.
I looked out of the window. At the end of the street, I could see a narrow strip of blue sky.