My six-foot son hugged me and as he let go of me, he looked down and he said, “Mom, you’re so small. You used to be so much bigger.”
I told him that I was the same height. “You have grown. I haven’t shrunk.”
He said, “No, not that, I don’t mean your height. It’s just that I used to be so much smaller, so you seemed so much bigger.”
Reblogged this on Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie.
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Awe awe awe 🤗🤗🤗 I didn’t realize he was so tall. I love what he said to you. I also love seeing you write and share. I’ve missed that 💕💗💖💓💝🌸💞
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Thank you…I love what he said too. It feels so good to be posting again. I have been writing a lot more and I’ve been trying to get here more. The winters here are not for me but luckily, I know how to move! I need sunshine and more months of flowers. XOXOX
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I think more months of sunshine will help a lot. Your soul needs it. I’m excited to be closer to you. Yay xoxo 💕💓💖💝🙋🏼♀️
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Yay! Me too! XOXOX
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Yes!
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Funny!
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Thank you!
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My pleasure, enjoy your Thursday.
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