I sat on our back steps watching the two of them work together – my husband, who has always been strong and the one everyone leaned on and my son, fully grown and married.
They talked and laughed as they assembled a new barbeque. What else would men be putting together outside on a summer afternoon?
My husband was recuperating from a bout with strep pneumonia which had kept him hospitalized for a few days. The roles were slightly reversed this Saturday as he needed the help of our son to do the things which ordinarily would have come easily.
Where was the little boy?
We had raised our son hoping there would be days like this. Days, when you fully realize, the depth to which relationship has been forged.
I have often been asked … “How did you raise your children so they turned out so well?”
To continue reading, won’t you join me over at A Soft Gentle Voice where Rebekah Hughes has invited me as a guest for Titus 2 Tips Thursday.