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Five More Minutes

Five more minutes has forever been the lament of my son. It started with bedtimes when he was young, and continued through to high school.

Motherhood Means Letting Go

I consider walking him right back to our house where he belongs because he is not ready for school. Still, I know the truth: He is plenty ready—I am not.

Five More Minutes

Five more minutes has forever been the lament of my son. It started with bedtimes when he was young, and continued through to high school.

Motherhood Means Letting Go

I consider walking him right back to our house where he belongs because he is not ready for school. Still, I know the truth: He is plenty ready—I am not.