I haven’t been called that really ever. Not until my wedding day. Austin called me mom, and he said he’d like to get used to that. Well, so would I!
Just last night, Doug was talking to him on the phone about his job. Austin’s shoes get very wet while he works at the restaurant. That would make anyone dissatisfied, right?
I remembered when I used to work in that business, I loved my Doc Martens.
They were also “cool” shoes (and still are). I piped in and told him I’d order a pair for him. He needed boots to protect his feet and ankles. No problem. He needed them. Period.
It made his day, and he even called me……
mom.
Dear Austin, you have a bright future. Stay true to who you are and how God made you. He designed you for greatness and for a distinct purpose.
We love you.