I never thought the day would come when I’d have to tell my mom I was moving out—not just out of the house, but out of the city. In this story, I grapple with the guilt, love, and pressure that come from being an only child in a tight-knit family, all while chasing my own dreams. Torn between my mother’s quiet heartbreak and my need for independence, I’m forced to ask: is it selfish to want my own life?
Her common sense always seemed to vanish when it came to what people said. This trait of hers always frustrated, offended, and discouraged me from sharing.
As a mother of two grown children, Isaac and Isabella, I always believed that family ties would hold strong through the years. I envisioned a future where my daughter would be my closest companion in my later years. Despite my efforts to nurture these bonds, reality painted a different picture. This story explores the complexities of family relationships, the expectations we set, and the harsh truths we sometimes have to face.
