This morning, without thinking, I took my son’s hand, gently placing a kiss into his palm, as I do with you. I thought upon what it might mean. It is a promise– to love, always, to love completely. I am given.

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      1. I thought about my son and when I first held his hand…I think I was taken at that moment and have been ever since. (He is now a man of almost 24 and I have never felt any different about him since I first laid eyes on him)
        I wish you many more blessings shared with him to come. They teach you how to give and receive unconditional love…for me in a way I had never known, and doubt I shall again.
        Blessings to you all ❤

        1. Thank you, and thank you for sharing, Crystal. Yes, my son has changed me in more ways than I have changed him. I’d be a lesser man had he not come into my life. Blessings to you and your family as well 🙂

    1. Thank you, Vic 🙂 I’m not sure all my posts are showing in the reader. Still figuring it all out, or maybe this is the new normal. I’m glad you found me. I hope your day is beautiful 🙂

        1. It’s making me crazy, but like being able to make a mess of things on my own, and I am. New baby.. that’s beautiful. I’d call that a good day 🙂

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