Mom-son -1- Apr 2026

I won’t pretend it doesn’t sting. It does. There are mornings I miss the little boy who yelled “MOMMY!” from his crib like I was a rockstar entering the arena.

For me, it happened on a Tuesday afternoon. Mom-Son -1-

There is a moment in every mother’s life that she knows is coming, yet somehow never feels ready for. It doesn’t arrive with a bang or a dramatic announcement. It arrives quietly—usually in the car, or while folding laundry. I won’t pretend it doesn’t sting