In the evening, his calves become stiff and his son longs for a massage.
“Can you help me?” It was my son who always used the excuse that he was busy when I asked him.
After deciding to practice Mother’s Language of Love, the first thing she asked me was:
“Is there anything I can help with?”
At that moment, without knowing
“My legs!” ’ I cried out.
Then, even though he was busy, he came to me and massaged my leg.
After she began practicing the language of Mother’s love at home,
My conversations with my son grew more naturally.
By trying to understand and feel sorry for each other, even over small matters,
I feel the love overflowing even more in my family.
We will continue to practice the language of Mother’s love.
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