That kind of face, that kind of smile, makes me feel so grateful God made me a mother. How can I not conquer the fears, pains, failures and heartaches? See those tiny flowers in his little hands? He picked them for me and very excitedly showed me. It's these little things that I call treasure, riches, gold. Priceless moments that I can never trade for anything, as it's in these moments that I am reminded of my purpose, why I am here. Knowing my purpose leads me to where I will be in the future, it gives me the right motivation to keep going in spite of the present darkness.
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