I would like to thank God today for my children. When I think of the feminists, I feel sorry for them for they are missing out on the worlds greatest treasures. The warmth, giggles, love, tender adoration and the complete dependability of a child. How much they need you and want you. The time to sit with them and share of the amazing things God has done. The first steps, first word... the billionth word. The curiosity. Their ability to find miracles in the simple things. They make life beautiful, rich, and full. A hug on a cold day, a snuggle for no other reason other than you are everything to them. Stories around the fireplace. Prayers in bed. The hope and faith in twinkling eyes. The sweet smells of a home decked with family meals. The future in your hands. Early morning sunrises. The whispers of 'I Love You' just because. Each one wanting to "be a mommy just like you". The hearts that crave to be loved by a mother. For little boys running around with wooden pirate swords declaring his devotion to rescue you. For being the hero just by getting rid of a spider. For crayon marks on the walls, and moldy apples left under the bed... The warmth, beauty and love no worldly pursuit or career can offer.
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