Slipping

He doesn’t put his arms around me anymore.

And I get it.

But talk about a very obvious change in the boy I used to have ride on the scooter with me, who would grip me tight around the middle and yell into my ears.  He’s now a youngish man/boy, who holds on to the back rack behind him instead of to his mama.

And I can feel it, right there.  A flutter in my heart.  A pinch.

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One response to “Slipping

  1. Carol McDonnell

    Sue, I felt the pinch just reading your post. A nice reminder to enjoy those squeezes right now. Glad a seasoned mama will be there to guide me through in a few short (sniff) years.

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