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Midlife for Women - Excerpt from "Before I Let You Go: Stories for My Grown Son"

Midlife for Women - Excerpt from "Before I Let You Go: Stories for My Grown Son"

Here in rush-hour traffic it hits me: I am all alone in my car. I don’t need to drive you anywhere anymore. In fact, you don’t need me much anymore at all. My work as a mom is done. The sobs drown out the radio and my tears make seeing the road more difficult.