A mother and child...what could be sweeter. It says a lot without words. Speaking of words, I love this poem my sister Vanessa sent to me and hope you can relate to it too.
You Tell On Yourself
You tell on yourself by the friends you seek,
By the very manner in which you speak,
By the way you employ your leisure time,
By the use you make of dollar and dime.
You tell on yourself with the things you wear,
By the spirit in which your burdens you bear,
By the type of things at which you laugh,
By the records you play on your phonograph.
You tell what you are by the way you walk,
By the things of which you delight to talk,
By the manner in which you can bear defeat,
By so simple a thing as how you eat.
By the books you choose from the library shelf,
By these things and more, you tell on yourself
- Author Unknown