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Honey

Today my mom and dad were able to get out for a walk before the weather turned too cold. In the complex where we live, the street is a large circle that goes to each home. At the other end of the complex are the mailboxes. When my parents reached the halfway point, my mom stopped while my dad continued on to check the mail. She was to stay put and wait for my dad. But, she decided to take a little look around. So when my dad returned, she wasn’t immediately visible. He called out, “Honey!” and she went over to him. She remembered the story of when she was talking to a priest friend on the phone and was asking my dad a question and called him honey. The priest said he thought it was so sweet that my parents still called each other honey after all their years of marriage. And that was about 20 years ago!

I Found God today as my parents continue to show their affection for one another.

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