Ben
I called Mom before I went to her place before work. I needed to get some clarity. She was always fantastic at giving me that.
“Hello, son. I was thinking about you. I went to see Lindsey.”
I was shocked and not shocked at the same time. “Um.” I found myself upset about it. “Really?”
“It's okay. I wanted to tell her to give you some time to get your s**t in a pile!”
“Mom, I hope you didn't use that language when you spoke to her.”
“No, I was trying to get a laugh out of you. You both need to stop being so damned serious. The past is gone. Either let it fester or move on and have the life of your dreams.”
“Mom!”
“What? You don't want the life of your dreams with the woman who's meant to be yours? Come on.”
I laughed at Mom's gung-ho attitude. She was trying to make me become le
