At 53, My Mom Finally Started Dating Again—When I Met the Man Making Her So Happy, I Waited Until He Left and Said, “Mom, You Need to Know Who He Really Is”
“I know.”
“I just hate that some good memories now feel contaminated.”
I understood.
Then said:
“You don’t have to erase the good part to believe ending it was right.”
She looked relieved.
PART 49 — GOOD MEMORIES CAN BELONG TO A BADLY ENDED RELATIONSHIP
Julian took Mom to New Orleans for her birthday.
She had loved it.
They listened to jazz.