I walked by the open bedroom door and stopped to turn off the light. As my hand reached for the switch, I glanced at the person lying on the bed and thought: That is a young man. He’s no longer my little boy, but a young man.
Wait, stop. Just for a minute. Stop. I need a second to catch up. I need a moment to say goodbye.
I know that I will let go of the kid who was caught between two worlds — of boy and of teen — because I’ve done it all along.
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