Massage & Body Work By Megan in Monument

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Massage & Body Work By Megan in Monument

Massage & Body Work by Megan

LOL & LOVE ...

"I skate to where the puck is going to be,not to where it has been."
Wayne Gretzky 

Be Well!  LOL

My son's moving away from home for the first time coincided with my husband being transported by medevac in from overseas, diagnosed with cancer, beginning treatment, and dying.  As a mom, I had figured out that my son would be more likely to read and respond to a text message than he would a phone call.  So during that hectic time, the days before he left as he was packing up his things, saying good bye to his dad, and getting ready to move, I had my son teach me how to text.

It was just a couple of weeks later, that his dad died. 

My husband and I, when there was a break in his treatment, had made the trip to watch our son's junior hockey team play in the season opening tournament in Minnesota.  The last day we were there my husband fell and died.  My son had just ridden a bus with his hockey team, through the night and arrived back in his new hockey town and home away from home.  He flew back to be with me that day.  After picking him up from the airport, he and I walked into our friend's home.  We were standing in the kitchen and the room fell silent.  All who were there were waiting to see how my son would handle the death of his dad.  The silence was so uncomfortable.  The awkward silence however, was short lived.  My son, turned to me, broke the tension by asking, "Mom, why do you sign all of your texts LOL?"

My answer, "I have been sending you Lots of Love."

My son, with that cheeky grin that he so easily wears, "Mom!  LOL means laugh out loud.  For the last couple of weeks you have been sending me these weird texts: 'Dad had a bad day.  LOL.'  All the time I was thinking okay, my mom is a bit weird, but this is kind of going over the top.  I was really beginning to wonder about you mom!"  He hugged me and giggled.  The room erupted into laughter and the tone of the afternoon and evening were set.  What an amazing, insightful display of genius. 

Since that day I have used LOL with each text and most emails.  Each time I use it, my mind and heart touch on that moment of grace.  Each time I use it, I laugh out loud and touch on the love I feel for my son and my late husband.

It is a given that I must use it and share that.  I am thankful for my son's insight each and every time I use it.

LOL & Love ...