Jenny's blog about what she will do for Mandi, when she gets home, brought a memory to mind.
As far back as I can remember, when I wasn't feeling well or life threw me a curve ball, my mom would sit down on the couch & have me lie next to her with my head in her lay. She would then gently rub her fingers through my hair and all my ills would disappear like magic. Sure! She spoke words to me at those times, but it was the lap & fingers that cured me.
This went on even into my adulthood and even a few months before she died in 1992.
Her lap & magic fingers always have been a fond treasure to me over the years.

Sorry to get a bit sappy here folks but it is just one of many treasures I hold in my heart for my mom.