My mom gave up everything to raise me after my dad left. She was always there—my rock, my best friend.

Wanting her to find love again, I created a Tinder profile for her, not expecting the shock I was about to face.She was hesitant at first, but I convinced her.

We took a warm, glowing photo by the window and wrote a sweet profile about her love for gardening and cooking. “Love knows no age,” I told her.

She smiled, still unsure, but agreed to give it a try.The next day at work, my friend Natalie whispered that our boss, Michael, had been smiling at his phone all day. Curious, we snooped—and to my horror, I saw that he was messaging my mom. They had a dinner date planned. My heart sank.

I panicked. I didn’t want my boss to become my stepdad. So, in desperation, I distracted him with a fake report and then “accidentally” spilled coffee on his laptop to delay him. It worked. He missed the date. But when I saw how sad my mom sounded that night, guilt overwhelmed me.

I knew I had to fix it. I confessed everything to both of them that evening. My mom was shocked, and Michael was confused—but both were understanding. Phoebe, my mom, smiled gently and forgave me. Michael did too. That night, they had dinner—finally.And me? I realized love truly knows no age, and sometimes, letting go is how you show love the most.