Love is an action word …

Mom wanted to celebrate her birthday a day early, on a Saturday. So, we were still celebrating on Sunday, June 18. I started the morning by singing her favorite version of Happy Birthday. And then … she wanted her massage from Nick. He had gifted her with three one-hour massages for Mother’s Day. And clearly, that trumped anything else he could give her for her birthday. He didn’t just give her a one-hour massage, though.

When she began to question his pace and how much time he’d have left for the rest of her body, he told her there was no time limit on her birthday massage. Her words were buoyed by tender affection. She knows giving a massage is hard work. And she maintains that nobody gives a massage like Nick, “every finger and every toe.” Love is an action word. And I’m so grateful that Mom gets to revel in Nick’s deep understanding of that truth. HE is the gift … my mom’s grandson, my nephew (and by grace, my “son”).