I was getting ready to hit the sheets after spending much of the day w. mom, when I heard some mumbling coming from her room. I stand by her door that’s slighty ajar and hear her saying something in a low and soft voice…turns out she was praying before going to sleep, her normal ritual.
Then as I start walking away I hear her say my name. My ears perk up and I’m curious as to what she is saying (it’s about me, hello!)-
Mom: God, please help my daughter find someone special, a good husband, she’s getting older and it’s time for her to be with someone already. Please find her a good person so she doesn’t have to be alone anymore.
WOW & O-U-C-H!