It was music to my ears; the request was hardly an imposition and yet totally unexpected.
“Momma, can you run long and then come get me and run short?”
Of course, I did.
Being true to her colorful self (I don’t know where she gets this from *wink*),
she was dressed and anxiously awaiting my return.
She ran just over .5 miles…grinning from ear to ear, hair blowing in the wind, and wanting to hold hands.
Of course, we did.
And I have yet to recover!
Oh, be still my beating heart.
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