My son who lives in Israel is coming home (to NYC) for his yearly visit. I’m happy I’ll be seeing him and he’ll be home for his 37th birthday.
Every time he comes home I worry about making the house perfect for him, stocking up on Kosher food, and being a good mom to make up for not knowing how to handle his addiction when he was younger. However, this visit I feel a bit calmer because last year we spent a lot of quality time together, and had a lot of deep meaningful conversations. This is also the first time he’s come home and not mentioned moving in with me and my husband (which we don’t want)! The win is he recognizes if he wants to move back home for good, he’ll need to pay his own way!