Dear God, please stay right beside me today. Amen.

On the way home from getting Margaret's haircut yesterday evening, Andrew randomly said, "Mom, I say a little prayer every day before I get off the bus.".  Really???  What do you say?  "It goes like this.  'Dear God, Please stay right beside me today.  Amen."   Oh, my.  Instant lump in my throat.

He's getting that this is a relationship.  And it tells me that he's a little bit uncomfortable, but that's okay. 

Wow.