When a Mother Realized Her Son Had Changed, She Found Strength in Herself

 

When my son moved in with his girlfriend last year, I believed it marked the start of a wonderful new phase in his life.

They were just ten minutes away, and I captured casual weekend drop-ins, cozy dinners together, and the same close bond we had always shared. But things didn’t unfold the way I imagined.

Weeks went by with no visit, no call, not even a quick text. I waited for the sound of a knock at the door, for my phone to light up with his name but the silence only grew, stretching into months. The more I tried to reach out, the more it felt like I was sending my love into an empty space, wondering if he remembered all I had once done for him.

I still tried to be supportive in small ways. I sent money whenever I thought he might need help, hoping it would ease his worries. But my messages were neglected, and my calls went unanswered.

Each time he didn’t answer, it stung like a tiny wound, teaching me little by little that my efforts and affection weren’t being returned.

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