There is something so honest, pure and soul-filling within the eyes of a child. And seeing the connection between a parent and a child is so beautiful. I often think how funny it is that my own children depend on me for everything— food, clothing, love, protection and comfort. Yet I am so incomplete, unlearned and imperfect. The truth is, I need THEM. I need each look, each touch, the trust, complete confidence and endless love regardless of my inability to provide everything I feel they deserve. My knowledge, experience, even my love is not enough to fill the expanse of their glorious souls yet they look into my eyes, wrap their tiny hands around my neck and tell me, “Mommy I need you.” No, no sweetheart you have been sent to me because it is you I cannot live without.