On Mother’s Day, my grown kids told me they had chosen the restaurant and expected me to pay for all twelve of them, just like always.

And every Mother’s Day followed the same pattern.

They chose the restaurant.

They ordered whatever they wanted.

They hugged her afterward and said, “Thanks, Mom.”

This year, she had made different plans.

Her suitcase was already sitting near the front door. Navy blue. Small enough to fit in the overhead compartment. Inside were linen dresses, walking shoes, a new journal, and a ticket confirmation for a flight from Dulles to Rome, leaving at 2:40 p.m.

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Helen typed one sentence.

Helen: Then enjoy it, because I’m spending today on a flight to Italy.

For thirty seconds, no one responded.

Then Brian sent:

Brian: Very funny.

Madison followed:

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Madison: Mom, don’t start drama today. Mother'sDay gifts

Kevin wrote:

Kevin: You’re not going to Italy. You don’t even like long flights.

Helen smiled faintly, slipped her passport into her purse, and ordered a car.

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