We chatted about this and that, and as I applied mousse evenly throughout, he said, "Now what's that stuff do?"
I smiled. In all our years together, he had never asked about hair products.
"Well, it keeps my curls under control. Keeps me from being frizzy. Keeps me cute."
"Keeps you cute. I like that stuff," he said.
In the distraction of our conversation, I didn't quite coat every strand. I missed a spot in the back. And sure enough, the absence of product left me with one frizzy handful in the back of my head.
He played with it all day. "You missed a spot," he said, making it exponentially worse with his tangling fingers.
Everyday after, including his last morning in my life, he said, "Hey, be careful there. Don't miss a spot." And he always tugged on one curly tendril as he passed by.
~ ~ ~
Hey, Robb, I missed a spot today.
(Perhaps you noticed.)
8 comments:
It is so good to get as many of these things "down" as you can. Memories that you will love to re-read, that will help your boys know their father better. We all enjoy it too. Thank you.
I love that you are writing all of these tidbits down for your boys to read later on. I hope that it brings some comfort to you. Praying for you daily.
this surely is a great memory that god provided for you because just to imagine that you guys never talked about mousse before!
blessings tricia!....love frim terry
Love this. Take care. Still praying...
Tricia, I am a friend of Libby Fuller and I heard about your loss of your husband. I am praying for God to comfort you in this time of incredible grief. One verse that helped me through my own grief journey was Psalms 31:14b-15a. The context is not exactly applicable, but I held onto these words "You are my God, My future is in your hands". (New Living Translation) Please know that you and your boys are in my thoughts and prayers.
I wish blogger had a "like" button.
Sweet.
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