Little Love

The love of a two year old is such a powerful thing! Tonight, while cuddling with AJ, he took my scruffy face and just held it in the palms of his tiny baby-soft hands. My body grew limp and for a bit, there was nothing in the world that was more important than that moment. All worries faded. The past didn't exist. The future didn't exist. It was just that moment. I felt like God was holding my face reminding me about the precious gift I have in my family - my wife - my children. Little Love can go a far way.