My own parents have been there for me in their own way. These days where both parents have to work full-time, a lot of children never know what a mother’s love feels like or that a father actually cares! This lovely post just reminded me that the love we share in our homes go a long way to affect our approach to life. Be there for your loved ones!

Believe Anyway

When I was a kid, my mom was home with us full time. I looked forward to seeing her each day when I walked home. I never took the school bus, and I never had a ride home. We always lived between a half a mile from school to a mile from school. Just a nice little stretch of the legs. Anyway, at the end of my hike, there she would be. She would have some kind of healthy snack form me and for my brothers. I’d sau “hi mom” andshe’d say “hi, honey. how was your day, dear?”

Oh how i loved to hear that. It made my day complete. I would tell her the ups and downs of the day. We;d talk about what I learned. We’d talk about who I saw throughout the course of the day. We’d talk about life….and then I would get on with…

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