This is lovely. There is a universality, I think, to being the mother of a growing boy, the closeness, the separateness, the moments of incomprehension at this other being.
I loved the shift from the uncertainty that I felt in this piece to his taking mother's hand, (and all those life moments in there to his helping mother across the rocks. Nicely done!
That image of him walking ahead, offering his hand, says everything about parenthood we rarely admit out loud. We spend years building their independence and then have to grieve it a little when it finally arrives. Beautifully observed.
This is lovely. There is a universality, I think, to being the mother of a growing boy, the closeness, the separateness, the moments of incomprehension at this other being.
Beautiful story. The tides shift for all of us.
What a beautiful piece.
I absolutely loved this! Beautifully told.
Wonderful. This really resonated with me.
I loved the shift from the uncertainty that I felt in this piece to his taking mother's hand, (and all those life moments in there to his helping mother across the rocks. Nicely done!
So gorgeous and so poignant
That image of him walking ahead, offering his hand, says everything about parenthood we rarely admit out loud. We spend years building their independence and then have to grieve it a little when it finally arrives. Beautifully observed.