7 p.m. I got home from work and settled in for my weekly dinner and TV (and dessert and dessert and dessert) date with my mom. We ate and chatted and laughed and ate some more.

10:30 p.m. My mom and I cleared away the evidence of our gluttony, left the stress of the week somewhere under the couch, and went upstairs to our respective bedrooms.

11:30 p.m. I got a text message from my mom, which launched the most open and honest conversation we’ve had in weeks.

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