from A Clean, Untangled Grief:
I knew that when we crossed over to the other side of his school years in 12 years’ time, he would go off to college and then depart into adulthood. He’d still be very much himself and would always be my child, but he’d be his own person. Things would shift, and we’d have to recalibrate what it meant to be in relationship with each other.
Read Jennifer Grant's essay in its entirety here.