Hug that boy right back -- for as long as he'll let you, and for as long as he'll let you. 15 minutes. 15 years.
My HS graduate is leaving soon, and I'm remembering all those never-let-go hugs, with a huge smile on my face ... and a tender tear in my eye. Time zooms by. Those hugs are the only way to stop it ... for a moment.
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3 comments:
hahahaahahah so funny :D
oh man, I'm totally a ball of mush now. very, very sweet!
Hug that boy right back -- for as long as he'll let you, and for as long as he'll let you. 15 minutes. 15 years.
My HS graduate is leaving soon, and I'm remembering all those never-let-go hugs, with a huge smile on my face ... and a tender tear in my eye. Time zooms by. Those hugs are the only way to stop it ... for a moment.
XOXOXOXO
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