This morning was one of those morning where I had to drag myself out of bed. My head ached, my body was tired and my thoughts were off to another time & space. I forced myself out of bed and into the shower but that wasn't enough to shake the sleep off. I sat in my robe, working on my second cup of coffee when a warm, small body snuggled into my lap, put his head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear,
"Mama, I love you so much that sometimes it hurts."
And with that and that alone my mood changed and the outlook became bright.