My son called me from college just to say he loved me, something he rarely did, so I booked a flight that night without telling him. When I arrived at his dorm, his roommate froze as I walked inside and found my son sitting on his bed, surrounded by textbooks, dark circles under his eyes, silently breaking down over two failing grades he had hidden from me. He looked up and whispered, \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d I simply replied, \u201cYou called me.\u201d He lowered his head into his hands, and I realized he hadn\u2019t needed a lecture or another reminder to work harder; he needed his mom. I ordered food, sat beside him, and we talked until two in the morning about pressure, asking for help, and all the things we had left unsaid for years. I flew home the next morning, and he eventually passed both classes. That night reminded me that sometimes, when your child says \u201cI love you\u201d out of nowhere, what they\u2019re really saying is, \u201cMom, I\u2019m not okay, and I need you.\u201dREAD MORE BELOW <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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