Steven Koontz

The Story of a Goodbye

My mother. Two words that can pull the full spectrum of emotions from my core. She was the first love I would know as well as the first heartbreak. When I'm doing something I know is wrong, hers is the voice I hear in my head. I don't know if there is a "typical" mother/son relationship, but if there is ours was a world away. Our life together was a rollercoaster ride and our goodbye was beautiful.