He pulled back, caressing my hands, he looked lovingly at me and said, "Come and watch me finish cooking. I poured you a glass wine and we can talk while I cook.

I watched as he sautéed the shrimp and marveled at how grown up he was. Being so close to him I hadn't realized that he was no longer my little boy, he was a man and that thought both scared and excited me. We made small talk, both of us making a point of avoiding the elephant in the room.

It was enjoyable being alone with my son even though my vision was being clouded by my unbridled...