On Monday, I had to go to the most dreaded of all places for me, the grocery store. I had not been in a month & my list was sketchy, as usual, so it took a little while. While I was in the soft drink aisle, they only had 2 of my flavor & I had to buy 4 to get the sale price. A store employee had gone back to check to see if they had more.
In front of me was an older man, probably in is 80s, on a scooter. He was reaching for drinks & they were a little out of his reach. I leaned over & pulled them within his reach. He said thank you--you have long arms! (I don't). But then he said "My mama had long arms. When I was a little boy, if I was acting up, she'd reach over & pinch my ears!". Then he looked up & he had tears in his eyes. Then he said "I miss my mama". I told him I missed my mama too.
We are never too old to miss our Mamas.
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