Rating

★★★★★

Category

non-fiction

Read

2023-08-01

Pages

312

A beautiful read. Raw and honest.

In my memory, he was wearing a baseball cap when I first saw him, but I think in reality it was a beanie. What I mean to say by that is that everything in this story is true, in one way or another.

But one of the many lessons I’m learning as a mother is how to accept that my love cannot be an anchor that drags him beneath the waves. Rather, it must be the deep water itself, buoyant and clear, for him to float in, to swim through, to carry him in its currents to shore when it is time for him to leave it as he surely one day will, as he surely one day must.