My dear son,

It is painfully awful to see you sick - made worse only by being sick myself and therefore having less energy and stamina to help you get better.  And while I'd rather not see you sick at all, I must admit that I love the way you want your momma while you're sick.  I hope you always will.  Even as a grown woman and a mother myself, there's still a part of me that yearns for my own mother while sick - to cook me soup and bring me OJ and ginger ale and most of all rub my feet.  I hope I can be that same sort of comfort for you when you're sick, now and forever.

Get well soon,
Your Mommy

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