Big Big Hug

by AnonymousAbout a year ago, I dropped off my 17-year-old in his new city, Seattle. It was once mine as well, but life took me away. As I walked away from him at the Capitol Hill Light Rail entrance, he was sobbing and I was trying to be the stoic dad holding it together. I took one last look back, waved, and then headed into the station. As I turned the corner, I lost it. Standing there bawling, I heard this voice ask me if I was okay. I turned and looked to see this beautiful, tall man l