My Son Left Me Behind on Thanksgiving and Flew His Family to Hawaii—So Friday Morning, I Called Movers and Took Back Everything I Had Paid For
But I did not need to make the house unsafe or frighten children to prove a point.
I needed to change my life.
Those are different goals.
The day Daniel signed our agreement, he asked whether he could still call me.
I think about that question often.
My son had become so accustomed to connecting our relationship with practical dependence that removing the dependence seemed to threaten the love itself.
I wish he’d never felt that fear.
But perhaps I contributed to it.