To the Child Who Drifted Away

I see the distance between you and your son, or your daughter. Maybe it started with an argument that was never properly resolved, or it grew slowly, made up of accumulated silences, life choices you didn't understand, words too harsh spoken in a moment of exhaustion that were never taken back.

I know how heavily this weighs on your chest, especially on family occasions, when the empty chair speaks louder than any conversation. You wonder where you went wrong, what you could have done differently, whether there's still time to make it right.

Yes, there's still time. I didn't give up on you even when you drifted away from me for years. I kept waiting, never stopped loving, never closed the door. You can do the same for your son or your daughter: keep the door open, send a simple message, with no demands, just to remind them that love is still there, waiting for the right moment to draw close again.