After spending a wonderfully relaxing day at home with my family, it was really hard to think about going back to work. I stood up from the movie we had just finished, stretched, and headed to my room to get ready for bed...feeling really sad, but trying not to let it show.
It wasn't long before Parker appeared.
He wrapped his long arms around me and gave me a manly squeeze. My head tucked under his chin, he said, "I'm sorry you don't get another day off, Mama."
And in that moment he was so like his father..generously offering his strength and comfort..that tears sprang to my eyes.
I patted him on the back and thanked him for his thoughtfulness.
And I went to bed with a lighter heart, loving my Boy...and the Man he reminds me of.
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