Dear grown up son

Dear grown up son
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Dear grown up son, if my hug lingers, it’s because I’m remembering you when you were small and your need for me was big. I’m remembering how your hand fit in mine and how your eyes looked when they looked up at me. I’m remembering you. While I’m so proud of the man you’ve become, I just want to hold my little boy a little longer. Please let me.

A parent’s hug lasts longer because it holds memories of their child’s early years. Remembering those small hands, trusting eyes, and endless love makes every embrace special. No matter how grown up you are, a parent’s love never fades.


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