-hugging boys-

Judah: Mom, last night I had a dream that I was taller than you…. like I was in high school. And when I hugged you, it felt like I was hugging somebody short… like Avery.

Maybe I’m missing the point, but I just love that my little boy hugged me in his dream. He’s 11 and still hasn’t outgrown that. He and his daddy have this almost magical connection that he’s not so likely to outgrow. I dread the day when he’s too old to hug his mom or tell me that he loves me.

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About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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