Middle age for us all. Our son included. What a joy to have a good hug from a son who gives the very best hugs. He tends the yards and keeps them lovely to stroll or just gaze upon. Doting on the Grand-dog-ter is another special skill set, but it is a beauty to behold. On Sunday mornings, after I’ve gotten ready for church, the only son will offer a compliment as to my appearance, or maybe dust me off if necessary.
The joy of having people who care, who love, who laugh and make us laugh is a joyful blessing.