I let myself grieve out loud.
We talked for hours after that.
Nothing about it was easy. Nothing about it was clean.
But before he left, he handed me a cup of coffee and said, almost awkwardly,
“‘Mom’ might be too much right now… but coffee works.”
And for now…
coffee is enough.
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