A Simple Summer Morning That Taught Me the True Meaning of Love

The Routine We Took for Granted

All through that warm season, my husband followed the same routine. Each morning, he would drive our six-year-old son, Luke, to his babysitter’s house on his way to work. It was so ordinary, so expected, that I barely thought about it.

Every now and then, Luke would wave from the driveway or tell me later about the games he played once he arrived. I assumed the trip was just a quick drop-off, nothing more than part of the daily shuffle.

But one Friday morning, things shifted. My husband wasn’t feeling well, and I offered to take Luke myself. I didn’t know it then, but that simple decision would open my eyes in the most unexpected way.

A Moment of Surprise

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