was blind, but now...

Spending fifteen minutes actually watching your kid fall asleep while snuggling in your arms has the ability to fix all that is broken inside of you.

The progressively more ridiculous ramblings about tornadoes and Rescue Bots in his adorable four year old lisp erases the stress of the day as it reminds you why you do the things you do.

The fluttering of those lashes that women would kill for as he slowly fades into dream melts your heart and you realize, or rather remember, that he is the only one in the world that needs it.

The squirming to get even closer to you shows you that only one will ever love you as unconditionally as he does, and that you should take care to never make him feel anything but the same in return.

The taking of your hand to snuggle under his face proves that he needs your comfort, and in giving that comfort, you receive even more in return.

The haphazard lay of his perfect blond curls gives his sleeping face the air of a cherub, and you find yourself so completely grateful that this amazing little angel was gifted to you.

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It was a rough putting to bed tonight.  Work stress combined with some ill feels about a couple toxic relationships made me selfish in my need to be alone.  And I was short and not kind to the only person that really matters.

A quiet plea to snuggle after a smack to the butt that wasn't fully deserved brought me out of my self-serving hole.  This perfect little person loves me more than anything in the world, and I him, and that is all that truly matters.

There is a peace within my soul that I haven't felt in ages.  Thank you, my most precious son, for helping me see clearly again.