“Today, we dropped our son off at the train station for his return to college, starting the spring semester of his freshman year.
Coming home, the house felt too quiet. I missed his laughter, guitar playing, and even the background hum of his video games.
But then, I started finding notes—little messages he’d left for me everywhere. ‘Have a nice bath’ by the tub, ‘You look beautiful’ on the bathroom mirror, and ‘I love you’ tucked inside the coffee maker.
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