As I held my boy this morning, his growth heavy in my arms. Every ounce I have watch with pure joy. He, the essence of heavens blessings. If I were to lose my wealth, my beauty, my life but have had a moment loving my children, my capacity of gratefulness would abound. With morning lighting his perfect features, I sealed my love with a gentle kiss, humbly knowing the sweet intimacy of motherhood was generously placed in my heart by a heavenly kiss. A gift richer then this worlds greatness could ever accumulate, the gift of mothering my beautiful boy.