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Tyler
My quiet, reserved mother had taken control of this wild situation and was leading the conversation. We all stared at her––mesmerized by her calm and steady voice.
She walked over to stand directly in front of Dirk. She reached a comforting hand out to his cheek as she spoke. “Dirk, honey, I know you’ve had a rough time figuring out where you belong. It’s obvious that you miss your mother. We miss her too, but you need to open your eyes and see that the people in this room are also your family. We love and support you––no matter what. We always have and we always will.”
There was no denying the liquid glistening in Dirk’s eyes at my mother’s easy, gentle acceptance. He seemed unable to make eye contact with her as she offered him unconditional love. Instead, he turned to Grand
