The morning rush, I hug my hubby good bye and walk into an icy spring morning. She sits besides me with her hair tied into a pony tail, pretty pink cheeks. Looking fresh and beautiful. He throws his bag at the back, hair ruffled, looking handsome his white shirt a tone of rust on a Friday. “Mum do you have a comb” he asks. How I love them even when they are so late. They hop out of the car in a minute, in different directions, him to school, she too Uni and work. I say “God Bless, have a nice day” drive off leaving them in the loving care of our Lord who gave me all of these. What amazing love, what a blessed life!