"Mommy, I would never want any other mom than you. You are the best mom I've ever had. I love you."
The funny aspect of 'the best mom I've ever had' made it even sweeter. He said this when we were goofing around and laughing together. He just stopped, got serious, looked me straight in the eye and made this oh-so-wonderful-and-so-much-needed declaration of love... Next, he gave me a big hug and continued playing, most probably oblivious to the fact that he had just given me so much joy, so much happiness, that all the worries that I carried in me felt suddenly lighter, less serious, more manageable...
That same day, when he saw me and his dad sitting together and sharing a meal, he came over to us with a huge smile, gave us each a kiss, told us how much he loved us, and put one arm over me and one over his dad, bringing us close together, at which point my older son jumped up and joined us.
Moments like this one are what makes us take all the baggage we have, no matter how heavy it is, and carry on. Moments like this keep us sane, and even smiling, and maybe even roaring with laughter from time to time. My boys have lifted me up so many times, have saved me so many times, that in a way, if it is true that every person has a role to play on this Earth, they have truly done their job already. But I will need them again, and again, I fear. And one day they will not be 6 or 10 years old. They will be 15 or 19 and maybe around that time I will have to learn to deal with life without their sweet, open-hearted love so close by me... just as they will learn to face life without me so close by their side. But that's not now. Now I'm the best mom Thomas has ever had and I still get hugs and kisses from David. I just want to freeze time so badly!
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