Today I love you dearly, you are so special to me. But how this came about is written in our history. I remember a chill at night, shivering in my bed. Then the draft was gone, the blanket tucked and a kiss placed on my forehead. I was soaked with fever's sweat when a cool sponge touched my arm. You stripped me down and cooled my brow and told me I'd come to no harm. I came home with news of triumph, claiming ten from ten! You smiled and said " I knew you could! You've made me proud again" You see, it was the little things that you did every day that made me brim with confidence; to help me find my way. Now every time I kiss a brow or tuck a child in tight, I know that I am carrying my motherβs loving light.