I wish I’d known it would be the last time, the last time I hugged my son. I would have held him a little longer and breathed in his scent to have the memory of it… Oh, he’s alive and well. But he’s also a preteen and hugging, high-fiving, or otherwise touching Mom is NOT something he does any more. Happened overnight sometime earlier this year. Absolutely breaks my heart. 😢 But in the long run I think respecting his boundaries will be more important than getting my own need for cuddles met. 🤞🏼