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Stay tuned for Part 2: The First Inside Joke I’m Not a Part Of.

A fist bump.

There is a moment in every mother’s life that she knows is coming, yet somehow never feels ready for. It doesn’t arrive with a bang or a dramatic announcement. It arrives quietly—usually in the car, or while folding laundry. Mom-Son -1-

It started small. He closes his bedroom door now. He used to leave it open a crack, like a little question mark. Now it’s a period. When I ask about his day, “fine” is a full sentence. When I try to kiss his forehead goodbye at school drop-off, he ducks—just slightly—and gives me a fist bump instead. Stay tuned for Part 2: The First Inside