This Mother's Heart...

I've been mulling this post over in my mind for quite a while, thinking back over my nearly quarter century of being a mother. When I was pregnant with Jessica, a friend recommended that I read the book A Mother's Heart by Jean Fleming. I don't remember specifics from the book, but I remember feeling that my heart was changed as I anticipated what it would mean to be a mother.  I carried my daughters close to my heart inside my body for 9 months, and will continue to, outside my body, for their lifetime.
My daughters are grown now, but my heart is just as engaged with them as when they were small.

This mother's heart feels needed when advice is sought.

This mother's heart swells with happiness when they are happy.

This mother's heart hurts when they are hurting.

This mother's heart quickens to protect when they are threatened.

This mother's heart is privileged to pray for and with them at any time of the day or night.

This mother's heart loves them more than they know, always.