Mama On The Edge Of Gone

He’s almost out of my reach now, and that terrifies me. I trust him—but the world around him? That’s harder. I worry about late-night drives, risky decisions, and the silent struggles he might never voice. The fear isn’t constant, but it lives just under the surface—ready to rise with every headline, every unreturned text.

But fear doesn’t make us better parents—preparation does. So I lean into the conversations that matter. We talk about consent, mental health, drinking, safety, and how to set boundaries. I do my best to speak plainly, listen without judgment, and create space where he knows he can tell the truth—even if it’s hard. I’ve learned that peace comes not from control, but from connection.

And in the end, I remind myself: he may leave the driveway, the state, even the country—but he doesn’t leave without my voice echoing in his head and my love wrapped around his choices. I can’t catch him from here. But I can be the reason he knows how to stand.

Be sure to read “Letter From Mama”.  It may be just what your heart needs today.