"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
“I’ve never seen my child cry like this before. I tried to say the right things like, ‘When something ends, something new begins,’ but that just made her cry harder. So, I remembered what helped me when I spent a solid chunk of my twenties nursing a broken heart."
