I gave my son Jose Miguel, going back to his college, a ride to the airport. Once he passed security and waved goodby, bitter tears filled my eyes and I had to hide in a secluded area. First I thought I was worried my son was going to be alone and far from home. Then I realized it was self-pity, what I really felt sad about was being far from him, unable to feel closely his warmth and love. I had thought he needed me more than I needed him, and I was wrong.
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