Let My Son Go Live With His Dad—Then I Realized He Needed Saving

After her teenage son decides to move in with his dad, Claire tries not to interfere. But when his silence says more than his words ever could, she realizes something is terribly wrong. What she discovers becomes a quiet, powerful story of rescue, resilience, and the unconditional love of a mother who refuses to stand by and watch her child struggle alone.

want to stand in the way of a father and son trying to reconnect. I still had weekends with him and could see him whenever he wanted. I just didn’t have him all the time.

He had missed Eddie—his goofy, fun-loving dad who made midnight pancakes and wore backward baseball caps to his soccer games. And Eddie seemed eager to be more present, more responsible, more steady. READ MORE BELOW

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