How Will Children Mirror You?

Image via WikipediaTonight, my nine year old took my tense jaw capped by a furrowed brow in his chubby little hands and looked me in the eyes.

"Momma. You can do anything you set your mind to. I believe you can finish this book. Know that you can do this, Momma. I know you can. Now go write."

Oh, my baby you are so wise to be only nine.

You believe what I tell you.

Now is my moment to decide if I believe what I tell you.

Thank heaven for the children who remind us who we are.