In spite of my desire to be calm and collected, the warm strength of her voice flips a switch inside me that I didn’t know was there. “Mom?” I croak. Okay—I’ve never called her that. Not once. Don’t know why I did it now.
God. I sobbed. I did. I was laying in bed, middle of the night, and the sob that escaped my throat woke up my husband. Sitting here and typing this note I'm tearing up. Wes finding a Mom.. a MOM. Someone that loves him and cares about him. Yeah.. my loves family is my family is a thing.. but fuck. Wes's live was so quietly broken... and Jamie fixed everything. God.
