It is customary every morning for my son to finish his breakfast then come up to me where we hug! Something we've been doing before time even started.
Hug!
Huuuuuuuuug!
HUG!
I needed a hug this morning, that hug, that post breakfast huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug.
My son's away this weekend.
I started missing him last night.
Fat tears rolled as soon as my head hit the pillow.
My son my sun my son I love you
Feel it in the thought I send you
from my heart
through the depths
of my very soul
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuug!
(Jez Alborough)
2 comments:
Poor sweetie, my heart goes out to you. You do miss 'em don't you. Hope you're together soon xxxx
Tomorrow night! I don't always feel such an ache but this weekend, phewy, I just want my family close. Thanks Jen, big huuuuuuug! xxx
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