“By the time you read this, you will probably realize I’m gone, and I’m never coming back.” I pressed the letter to my stomach, fell to my knees, and curled into the fetal position on the cold tile floor. I begged in my thoughts for someone to tell me that this was only a nightmare! …
As moms with growing tweens and teens, we’ve all been there. We pick up our child after time apart, whether it’s school or camp, and we’re so eager to bond with them in a meaningful way. I can’t count the times I’ve asked some form of the question: “How did it go, honey?” Only to …
