But somewhere between high school and adulthood, the dynamic shifts. She stops being just an authority figure and starts becoming... a person.
We talked about the weather, then about her new gardening hobby, then about how hard it is to watch your parents get older. She poured me a glass of iced tea and told me about the summer she spent in Oregon when she was twenty-two, before she had kids, before she had a mortgage, before life got "loud." friends mom
So, here is a toast to the friend’s mom. The one who fed you, who never told your parents about the dent in the bumper, and who, years later, reminds you that you’re going to be okay. But somewhere between high school and adulthood, the