It’s the “Little Lasts” of Senior Year That Really Get to This Mom

A silly ol’ grilled cheese sandwich. That’s all it took to trigger all of the lasts of my son’s senior year. He’s seventeen and, after work and practice he was sitting in his room gaming with his friends. I knocked and opened his door and waited for him to turn off his microphone. (This has…

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