Winter is coming. The sun sets early. I come home from work late and the first thing I hear is,”Mom!” being shouted from somewhere inside the house.
I am still taken aback by this little voice yelling for me- waiting for me to come home and give him a hug. Sometimes I am still surprised at how lucky I am to be his mom.
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Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
that is a perfect moment
Most definitely a perfect moment!
Oh I am so excited for that day!!
I miss those moments. Very nice. 🙂
I will share your blog with others.
Wendy
That one word has tremendous meaning and power.
How awesome that you recognize this moment for the perfection that it was.
I appreciate that reminder. Thank you.
very nice…beautiful moment
Awwww, that’s perfect! 🙂
Is there a “button” for your blog site that I can post in my sidebar?
I was looking at your page…I see the text for the button for the Quotable Quotidian, but not for your home page.
Awww…that is so sweet. My kids are older now and I don’t get as many hugs as I once did LOL
Aw.Every day was Christmas morning for us the first three years of my oldest child’s life. She was placed with us at 6 weeks old. She is still a treasure and her younger sister too, but I remember those moments. They are less frequent now but still there. This is a lovely little blog, just found you on Mom Bloggers Club. I am exec dir. of Canadian Coalition of Adoptive Families and if you need a Canadian ally I am here. Otherwise press on.