The sweet sound of “You’re beautiful Mommy.” as the words fall from my daughter’s precious lips, while she gently traces the lines of my face with her sweet, whisper soft, fingertips. To know she looks at this sleepy, world worn woman and sees beauty because I am her mother is breath taking. Oh the sweetness of being Mommy to someone. Motherhood has been one of God’s greatest gifts to me.
Thank you Ann for opening my heart to all the wonderful, everyday-every minute gifts that God bestows upon me. Thank you for bringing out the poet in so many of us-the poetry-the words are part of the gift.