I know my mom loved her family. Really loved her family with her whole heart. I thought I understood. I really thought I did until I felt the depth of it. Til I watched my son as a man and father. Until I noticed his eyes so full of love that his eyes seemed a softer brown. Until I watched his sisters put their own comfort behind to be there for him and his family. Until I felt my grandson kick as his mother held his cousin. I understand so much more now...
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