The look on my son’s face said it all. What had been a wonderful family day was being overshadowed by a disappointment that to others might seem minor but to him meant everything. Before he could stomp up the stairs and stew allowing the cloud of frustration...
“Where did the time go?” I think to myself. Staring at my daughter dressed in her graduation gown, my heart simultaneously holding the joy of pride and the pain of letting her go. “I miss you, mom,” marks the pages of my tear-stained journal this morning....
"How many more days, Mom?" my five-year old son asked over lunch. This was a question that had been on repeat for the last month or more. Anxiously awaiting his birthday, my son could barely contain his excitement. Until one morning, he woke up and said, "Happy...