I have always been a momma’s boy. I love my dad, but it ’s always my mom that I call when I need advice or to just talk. When I lived in Orlando, I had a 45-minute commute to work every day, and I would talk to my mom the entire way. However, ever since we moved to Tallahassee, I call her only once or twice a week because Julie and I carpool, so I talk to my wife during the car ride instead.

On Saturday, my mom sent me a tweet (a Twitter message) telling me that… well, I’ll get to that in a little bit, but the message compelled me to call her. Mom was having a bad day…
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