It was Thanksgiving weekend in October 2022. My family had gathered at my mom's house, and before my eldest son left, someone suggested we take a quick picture together at the front door.

It was completely spontaneous. Just a mother and her son standing side by side. In the picture, he towers over me, and I can still see the little boy I raised inside the young man standing beside me.

I had no idea it would become the last photograph I would have of just the two of us.

Approximately one month later, our relationship would dramatically change.

In Episode 106 of After the Quiet, I reflect on that ordinary Thanksgiving, the speed with which family relationships can change, and the complicated grief of looking back at a moment that only became significant in hindsight.

I also talk about something that will be im ...