Last night a group of ladies met in my living room.
One of them is single, past childbearing years, and lovely.
She's cared for each of my children in the church's nursery.
When the meeting was through, the children were already in bed but the one who just turned two.
He's in a "needing Mommy" phase. So he came calling to me as soon as Brian knew were were adjourned.
And that precious single lady standing next to me said, "Oh, it must be so nice to be called Mommy."
Healing, blessed words.
How easily I forget the amazing privilege of being called Mommy.