The first time I saw my kids, I understood what it meant to love unconditionally.
I felt an overwhelming surge of love that took over my whole body. I knew then and there, that I would walk through fire, step in front of a bus, and swim in a pool of sharks, for them, if I had to.
If I have one claim to fame in this lifetime, it is that I have given birth to two perfect little people, and to me THAT is worth more than anything else in the world.
Myself, Miss E., & Master S. after a fun morning at PlayGroup.
Then there is that tall handsome man I married. I still can't believe that 3 years ago [when he was less hairy, believe me] he picked me, and he promised to love me, and only me, for as long as he shall live. Me?
Posing on our front porch, because let's face it, it's the cool thing to do.
Granted, there are days I want to stick him in the eyes with a pencil
or even toss him in the oven and turn it on, or shove a pillow over his head... and I am sure he feels the same about me, but then I remember that out of every woman in the world, he decided that I was his favourite, and chose to spend his life with me.
I am lucky. The three people I love most in the world love me back just as much, if not more, and for THAT I am truly grateful.