The joy of a mama and her boy.
The older I get the lower my tolerance for the sappy and the maudlin. Consequently I got over “I Can Only Imagine” well before the radio stations did. “The Christmas Shoes” song made me gag after I heard it two or three times and “Mary Did You Know” has been ruined for me with it’s commercial success.
But, while I may refuse to listen to it on the radio, I can ponder the message of that song.
And I wonder and marvel at the joy and love that was between that mother and her son.