Isn't love amazing? I mean really! I've watched my two girls, from the moment they are old enough to grasp a soft bear or dolly, hold and cuddle and kiss them just as though they knew they were born to love. Their little caring hearts long to nurture everything soft and warm.
I know some women are more nurturing than others, but the gift of warmth and the need to comfort is innate, and I don't think anything puts a smile on my face faster than seeing love in its purest most organic form. It is this love from my children that heals me and puts me in my place. It whispers that there is a God. A home in a faraway and lovely place, that our babies are sent to remind us of.