Today, I do not have a photo to accompany my post, as both of my arms were accepting the giant hug I received from my son when I appeared at his second grade picnic. I didn't make back in time for lunch, but that didn't seem to matter one bit. As I spotted him on the soccer field, I got close enough to shout to him, and his intense focus on him game was totally thrown aside as he came running up and literally jumped up and engulfed me with the most wonderful hug. A hug he wouldn't let go of and I won't let go of that moment, that memory. Right after it, I commented, well, I got my hug, time for me to go then? Teasing him of course, as this morning, I told him I didn't know if I'd make it back from teaching camp in time for the picnic...his response, 'just stop by for a hug mom!" Well, in moments I was out there playing soccer with him. Yes, he kept insisting, regardless of the fact there were only second graders all over the field. I got another mom to join in with me as I did and the beaming joy on his face was enough to brighten the cloudy day, enough to take me away for any other stress in my world for that brief point in time and be totally present in the moment and enjoying it.
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