Being with lover

When I was 22 year old, I enjoyed the time with my mom.
Each of we were very busy. I was senior and had many important tasks in the young community of church. And my mom was busy preacher, too.

If we are off same day, we'er very excited at only a fact that we can be with. Yes, just be with. Usually, we had rest enough, went market, back home and talked all day long. After I met Jesus on the cross, my mother was the only best friend. Though we didn't have any special, I was really glad. We were a one (of course it has being now). We had a same mind, thought, heart and delight.

It's not important where I go.
It's not important what I do.
It's not important how I do some task simply.

It's important whom I be with.