A mother’s heart warmed

Today we went to visit a nearby ward for church. A friend’s son was speaking in church. He recently returned from his mission in Chile. Something like 5-6 days ago. This is one of Andrew’s best friends.

Originally when he left, we sat together as families at a BBQ eatery and we thought those boys would not see each other for a full 4 years. The thought was on timing that Josh would return home as Andrew would be going out. It would most likely be that they would miss each other in passing. Time does change things a little bit, but the original plan was that Andrew would go out on his mission the summer after his Freshman year at UNT. He has changed that schedule a little and he’s planning on going out this fall semester.

As I sat in the chapel, Andrew got up. Kyle got up. Ben got up. I turned to see where everyone went. Josh had walked in the back of the chapel.

I turned around just in time to see my oldest son and his friend Josh embrace for the first time in 2 years. My heart so truly touched. That embrace, one where you can see that they hugged a little tighter, was one of joy and pure love for each other. There were no words that needed to be said at that moment, their hearts and body language said it all.

I couldn’t help but long for that moment that I would never have with my own best friend. It is a moment I have been longing for over 5 years now. It stung for a moment. There I was to see the joy in front of me and know that joy so deeply and to know what it is like to long for it so deeply. We all have those people in our lives that our hearts speak to. That we love and no matter the distance and time our hearts will long to be with them. Oh I missed my Margaret at that moment. I suppose there will be more moments I will miss her deeply over the next little while.

It warmed my heart that I could see my son had a friend that his body language could not hide that bond with. It spoke. It showed its joy in being reunited. We all need friends like that. I hope that these boys bond will continue for many years to come.

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