I didn’t realize how much I had been missing until one strange discovery changed everything.
A Mother’s Instinct: Something Wasn’t Right
One morning, as I poured myself a cup of coffee before heading to work, my 15-year-old son, Jordan, walked into the kitchen. “Mom, I’m going to school,” he said with an unusual tone in his voice. I offered to drive him, but he quickly refused.
This had become a pattern in recent weeks. Jordan had been unusually quiet, distant even. He wasn’t his usual chatty self, and I could sense that something was bothering him. But between board meetings, deadlines, and managing employees, I had failed to sit down with him and ask what was wrong.
Then, one afternoon, while tidying up his room—a task I rarely did—I stumbled upon something that stopped me in my tracks. In his
