Back Before My Son's College Entrance Exam, I Choose to Let Go This Time

I spent the best years of my life raising my son to become a medical doctor.

But then I got cancer and suffered through unbearable agony.

Only before I died did I learn that the cancer was a “gift” from my son.

It was because years ago, I made him attend extra classes and wouldn’t let him “play video games.”

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the year my son was a high school senior.

This time, I’ll respect your choices.

But why are you crying and begging me to keep you in line?