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‘My Mom Still Waves Goodbye to Me. She Still Makes Me Meals When I Visit. A Mom-Heart Doesn’t Change Just Because Her Kids Are...

"A mom-heart doesn’t change just because her kids are adults. And no one can ever take that spot in a child’s heart... grown or not. As I’ve gotten older, my mom still does the same motherly things she’s always done, now for me and my babies. She still stands outside, rain or shine, and waves goodbye as we leave."

15 Bible Verses About How to Love Others Well

We love because He first loved us. (1 John 4:19)

My Worst Nightmare—What If I Accidentally Raise the Bully?

I was raising my own worst nightmare. Smack dab in the middle of my brood of five kids, was a charismatic, sassy, leggy, blonde, dance-y, athletic girl oozing confidence...

“I’m Married to Someone I Don’t Truly Know”: Woman Gets Engaged to Husband Twice After Traumatic Memory Loss

Courtesy of Laura Hart Faganello
Courtesy of Laura Hart Faganello

We have learned that love is a choice, and we are choosing to love each other, again. He has supported me through my highs and lows, and has shown me the meaning of unconditional love. We have turned the hardest trial of our life into the most beautiful blessing: the opportunity to fall in love with each other a second time.”

Cedar & Hemlock
Cedar & Hemlock

**This story was written by Laura and Brayden Faganello of Victoria, BC, Canada and originally appeared on Love What Matters. Follow their journey on Instagram

‘My Mom Still Waves Goodbye to Me. She Still Makes Me Meals When I Visit. A Mom-Heart Doesn’t Change Just Because Her Kids Are...

"A mom-heart doesn’t change just because her kids are adults. And no one can ever take that spot in a child’s heart... grown or not. As I’ve gotten older, my mom still does the same motherly things she’s always done, now for me and my babies. She still stands outside, rain or shine, and waves goodbye as we leave."

15 Bible Verses About How to Love Others Well

We love because He first loved us. (1 John 4:19)

My Worst Nightmare—What If I Accidentally Raise the Bully?

I was raising my own worst nightmare. Smack dab in the middle of my brood of five kids, was a charismatic, sassy, leggy, blonde, dance-y, athletic girl oozing confidence...