When Mom sees kids, she wants to go talk to them. The thing that I love is that she tells me that she often tells me that she is going to go say hi to her friend.
There is such a beauty in the idea that any child is her friend. Race, gender, exact age is unimportant. Any small person is a friend of Mom’s. Her day is brighter for seeing them. We usually spend some time waving if not having a conversation.
And no actual conversation is required. Mom connects with her friends. At the grocery store, on the street, at the farmer’s market in the rain, at the beach. Happily most parents can see her delight and genuine friendliness with their children. The woman has simply got to have the chance to say hello to her friends. And her other friend. And the one over there too!
March 27, 2015 at 10:26 am
The visual you provide of your mother’s interactions with her young friends is very heartwarming.
March 27, 2015 at 12:04 pm
Lovely post. There often seems to be an intuiitive connection across the generations.
March 28, 2015 at 2:18 pm
So very sweet and the children most likely enjoy the attention your mom gives to them. Love this post. Hugs