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There is something special about a kiss on the forehead by a loving man.  That’s what I receive from my son whenever we meet.  I look forward to it. It speaks of reverential love.  It is something unique to us as Mother and Son.  It is a habit he adopted as a little boy when I would drop him off to school each morning.  It was his gift to me and I would receive it as easily as a puppy licking the face of his master. I absolutely adore him.  Soon I will visit him.  Soon I will receive my forehead kiss.  Soon I will feel like a queen again.  That is how I am treated by my son.  Like a Queen.  Did I tell you I am the most blessed of women?  Believe it.