That bear of a boy would be my youngest son, Rich. I don’t see him often enough these days despite the fact he lives only 23 miles down the road from me.
He was home yesterday morning, walking to the house as I was coming out the front door on my way to Hays with a friend. He wrapped his arms round me and said “I love you, Mom!” Unfortunately that was about the extent of our conversation and our visit then. He and his girlfriend, Lue, had went camping on Sunday night and they both were in need of a shower. My house was closer than their own so they decided to come see me.
Was good to get a hug from the boy! I do miss him when I don’t see him for weeks at a time!