February 2022 “OK, Mom, here is the surprise, but close your eyes first.” “OK.” “Open them,” he said. I did and what I saw made me cry.
My 19-year-old son, just back from Germany, got himself a tattoo of a Mama Bear carrying her prosthetic-wearing Baby Bear. It’s been a tough year for both of us with respect to our mother-son relationship but rarely, in my nearly quarter of a century of parenting, did I feel such emotion as in that moment. September 2021 “I’m not going back to college,” he said.
My throat tightened, my eyes involuntarily filled with tears, and I was overwhelmed by a deep sense of sadness that simultaneously controlled and embarrassed me.Read more on themighty.com