“Now, come on,” Mom starts in tandem with her steering us off to the side. “I think I see a gray, plush, padded headboard he might be happy to help you break in.”
“Mom!”
Her saucy giggles only further rubricate my crimson shaded complexion.
While I’m not always thankful to have so many new things and so many new changes, I’m glad I can at least say my relationship with my family is the same.
At least I have their support during the transition.
I honestly don’t know if I could do this without them.