February 15th, 1997.
I wrote this for my friend Alison, who despaired of her daughter ever resuming their loving and friendly relationship. They are now the best of friends.
I read this at my daughter's funeral, in October 2001. Annette had chronic depression and took her own life, at the age of 34. We had been estranged for several years, for in her illness, she rejected me completely - until the last few weeks before she died.
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