"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."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I don’t know who this lady is... she waved at him and he made his way up to her. I thought their interaction would be the same as last time but I was wrong. "
"I couldn’t help the sobs. I got my boy and we moved to a secluded table and I held him as I explained what was happening... I held that 6-foot 4-inch, 175-pound boy. I rocked him as he asked if he would lose her...or both of them."
