Your Story Well Told

thanks for the prompt. here is my brief story.

Beginning: Tears are running down my face as I unloaded my daughter's belongings into her first college dorm.

Turning Point: We meet her roommate for the first time and notice that she has already hung posters and signs that say "First state of Jefferson."

What happened next: I hand her new roommate a little welcoming basket I had prepared in advance for her and hope it all works out well, and it didn't

At a Mother’s Day in Berkeley I told the story of meeting my biological mother for. The first time. We were at a restaurant and after having only met minutes earlier the waitress asked her “is you son old enough to drink”