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I walked in the door at my parents’ house and Dad was snoozing in his recliner. Mom saw me and said, “Raymon, you have company.”
Mom followed me down the hall as I prepared things for her bath. Now days I give her a hug any time she is standing, for as long as I can, until she pulls away. I want to soak in every moment of closeness I can.
I opened my arms as Mom walked near me and she willingly wrapped her arms around me too, resting her head on my chest. I didn’t say anything, I was just relishing the hug, but she said gently, “I love you, too.” And it was honey for my heart.
Maybe I am “Raymon’s company”—but Mama loves me.
God's Grace and Life's Challenges 