I Raised My Twin Boys Alone. At 16, They Said They Never Wanted To See Me Again

When my twin sons came home from their college program, they did not drop their backpacks on the floor or raid the fridge the way they usually did. They sat on the couch, side by side, with faces that looked suddenly older, and told me they wanted nothing more to do with me.

For a woman who had spent sixteen years as a single mom raising twin sons, that moment felt like the ground giving way under my feet. Everything I had sacrificed, every late-night shift and early-morning ride to school, seemed to vanish in a single sentence.

I had no idea that their estranged father – the boy who had walked away from us before they were even born – had stepped back into their lives through the very college program I had worked so hard to get them into.

And he was not just back. He was in charge.

Continue READING