DON’T TELL THE GUYS, EH, MOM?
A friend was expressing her envy of how, at my advanced old age, I still have a precious little preschooler to hug and nurture. Her youngest is now 14. She says she thinks occasionally of how great it would be to have a baby again.
THEN SHE RETURNS TO HER SENSES AND THROWS HERSELF ON THE GROUND IN TEARFULLY JOYOUS THANKSGIVING!!!!
Just kidding. But she shared something sweet: her 14-year-old son kisses her goodnight every night, and lets her tuck him in, just as she has done every night of his life. It’s been a long, long time since he thought there were monsters in the closet and strange noises down the hall. But he tolerates her full-force mothering all the same, as long as it’s totally in private.
“He knows he’s the baby, and it’s the baby’s job to be babied,” she says.
Not a bad deal at all, for either of them, I’d say.
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Prayer request: Our neighbor boy’s dad has died of a heart attack at the age of 41. The neighbor had just praised her ex to me as a very friendly, sociable guy. Oh, Lord, the sadness they feel, and the empty spot Caleb will have in his heart through the milestones of his life. Help them to accept this as Your perfect plan, even though we may never understand while we’re still here on Earth. Send Your sweetest angels of comfort to surround this dear family in their loss. Remind Caleb that he has a heavenly Father Who’ll never be taken away, for sure, for certain, forever and ever. (Psalm 119:111)
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
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