Care | Children | Love | Mother | Perspective

THE BEST
Every night when the mother tucked her daughter in bed, the little girl said, “Mommy, your hair is beautiful. I love your hair. Mommy, your eyes are beautiful. I love your hair. Mommy, your eyes are beautiful, I love your eyes. Mommy, your face is beautiful. I love your face. But Mommy, your arms are ugly. I cannot love your arms.” One night when the mother was tucking in the little girl, she told her daughter that once when the daughter had been a tiny baby, there had been a fire and the mother had reached through the flames to lift and deliver the little girl to safety. The little girl was quiet for a minute. Then she said, “Mommy, your hair is beautiful. I love it. Mommy, your eyes and your face are beautiful. I love them. But Mommy, your arms are the most beautiful of them all and I love them the best.”