My girlfriend and I were chatting over cocktails, gushing about her upcoming wedding. She is so happy about her new life! As the conversation progressed, I asked her a question I had previously made efforts not to ask my friends, "Are you thinking about children?" When we were in our 20s, that notion rarely crossed our minds. So, why is that one of the first things posed to a 30-something woman?
I'd planned to tell Mom how much I loved her, but it was too late. I swallowed the lump in my throat and instead all I could hear myself say was, "Mom, I can't look at you, because if I do I know I'll lose it." We took one step, then another, and walked what I didn't know would be the last walk we'd ever share again. And just like that, she gave me away.