God's Gift

Is there anything as sweet as a child who climbs up in your arms, fresh from the bath, hair tousled and still damp, asking for her nightly story? Little hands helping to turn the pages, anticipating the next part, knowing just where you are going to point at the page and where you will do a silly voice, because, after all, this is her favorite and you have read it together many, many times. Beautiful face drowsy and yawning, snuggling back in you lap, fingers twining in your hair. "love ou, mama" and a hug so precious that you cannot imagine your life any other way.

Oh! What people without children miss!