Last night, my boyfriend invited me to his family’s home for dinner—a milestone I’d both been excited about and quietly dreading. Meeting the parents feels like stepping into another world, one where you don’t quite know the rules yet.
I wanted to make a good impression, but mostly, I wanted them to see how much I cared about their son.
We walked into the house, warm light spilling across the entryway, and my boyfriend introduced me to his parents. I smiled, trying not to overthink whether my handshake was too firm or too soft. Then, out of nowhere, he flashed a grin and said: Continue reading…
