‘I’m still trying to adjust to everything.’
‘I’ve been meaning to call you.’
‘I’m not used to this.’
Our son transferred to a new school at midterm. The day after we left to head home after moving him in to his new apartment, I received these texts.
‘I miss y’all already.’
‘Pray for me.’
The texts kept coming. I responded with encouraging thoughts. I shared ideas of how to find friends. I suggested things to do.
My heart hurt and I just wanted to write the words that would make the sadne...
Published on February 11, 2017 05:39