The whole day I spent in the sun, lost two games back to back. Drove for 3 hours. I was filled with dust head to toe. As soon as I reached home my little one jumped over me with all the joy of seeing me after a long day. I was happy to see him too but was too tired. I din't remember when last time I felt this exhausted, physically and mentally. Not just exhausted I think I was too sad to loose too. I gave him a little smile and went straight to the wash room to get cleaned up. My face was all covered with foam when I heard him trying to rotate the door nob. Next I saw a little hand coming inside, trying to reach mumma, right below the door. I opened the door. Just to hide how I felt, I guess, I kept splashing my face with water little longer and I think he kept looking towards me. And then
he: mumma, are you okay?
he: mumma can i tell you something?
he: i think i really love your eyes
me: really, why
he: umm, because they look so pretty to me
oh my did anybody ever told me that..I looked towards him...and then the love that I saw in his eyes for me, I am not sure if I ever be able to put that in words..and I thought wasn't I still the most blessed soul, yes I was, I am & I could not thank lord enough for that...:)