One year ago I’d never thought it possible.

One year go everything was different.

One year ago there was sullen silence.

Moody glares.

Angry yelling.

Intentional disobedience.

Lying.

Ugliness everywhere.

We were mired deep in the land of the teenager.

A teenager with a girlfriend we didn’t like.

A teenager that seemed to be “perfect” for everyone else.

A teenager I no longer knew.

My first born.

My perfect baby.

Turned into someone I couldn’t relate to.

So much has changed in one year.

There is laughter.

There is communication.

The secretive, angry behavior is lessened.

Not everything is perfect.

But one year ago I never would have thought.

I would be sending my boy off to homecoming.

With a new girl.

A girl he told me about on his own (after hinting for a week).

We are working in a better relationship.

A better place.

A day I worried would never arrive.