On Independence Day, while sitting in the pool, my twenty-one year old son was studying my face. After a while, it seemed I realized I was being watched, so he swam in closer, invading my personal space, giving me a big hug. (Offensive linemen give big hugs on and off the field.)
Now.
Between you and I, I know he sees me aging, and it’s making him feel a little sad. So I held my breath, as I looked up at him, in anticipation of the words I saw forming inside his mind through those crystal blue eyes of his.
I mean, I can acknowledge the fact I am getting older, but “outta the mouths of babes”, one never does know how those words will hit the ego. *giggles*
A few hours before, he had picked up one of my curls and made that *awwww* sound, which I can easily translate for him to mean, “Your hair is graying.”
After the sweet wet swimmy hug and the “I love you,” I hear this as he smirks and gazes down at me – (his girlfriend is suffering, I assure you *smirk* )
He said, “Momma, you have freckles on your lips…”
…as if he’d never really studied me before today. He’s an intellectual and, with complete faith, loves me unconditionally.
To which I replied,
“Hi, I’m your mother. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
I suppose I’ll add this exchange to the swimming moment we have from when he was 5 years old.
What is it with he and I and summer swim time?!
“Momma, your arms with all those freckles (motions up and down my arms) looks like a beautifully baked cheese pizza.”
My reply to our hysterically laughing group of friends,
“I guess it’s time for lunch.” ♡
Happy Belated 4th of July hope you enjoyed yours as much as I enjoyed mine!
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Aw, such a touching story (though I can’t believe your son is already 21!!! — where did the time go??)
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Hi, Debbie. Yes, he’s 21 and headed back to DC today. Law school is looming…♡
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Smart one, huh? Good for him. Good for you, too, mom — ya done good!!
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Kind, too. He’s a child of God. I just keep him grounded and keep him between the navigational beacons when I need too. ♡ 😊
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Good for you, Mom! I’ve always told my son I’m happy to be his safety net, but I’m perfectly confident that he — and God — don’t really need my help!
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Moms are simply the best part of life, Aud, and this story makes me smile at what you have created ~ such a strong and wonderful bond with your son. Makes me miss my Mom, but I get to head back to Pendleton this coming weekend to see her again 🙂 I’m wishing you and your family a wonderful continuance of this summer of ’23.
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Randall, I hope you visit home with your momma has gone well. What a smile I have knowing you’ll enjoy her company. I’m happy for her and Pendleton! The relationships we cultivate are a treasure. I enjoy having a son and daughter who enjoy calling me mom. Thank you for your kind words, Dalo ♡
P.S. Enjoy the views, sounds, smells, the air.. .ahhh!!!! Yay!
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A lovely story, Audrey. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for reading my story, John. Made me smile sharing it. Have a great weekend!
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You as well, Audrey.
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I have offered many “compliments” that have landed short of the goal line, Audrey. I’ll stay quiet, but I can identify with your son.
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Oh, I adored his comment, for the plain fact he noticed me. My goal posts are oceans wide. He’s a good kid. Hahaha. I have a feeling your wife is happy as you are, Dan. Thanks for your comment.
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My famous comment was spoken when she was pregnant. It was early, and she wasn’t comfortable with the way her clothes were fitting. I said, “You don’t even look pregnant, you just look a little fat.” And, yes, I thought that would make her feel better.
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*chuckles* I mean… second thoughts should be our first thoughts spoken, maybe.
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True
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We’ve all been there, Dan. Thanks again for the smile.
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