Imagine a moment that the joy can consumed you for eternity, just imagine.

As for my self it was the moment that I held my children at birth. The joy of that very moment can not be told but only felt. Love is no longer an emotion I feel but a flavor Ive tasted. Their arrival balance my life and I surrendered completely to them.

As they grow I watched and thank God each moment for the blessing. Though the journey separated us and the grief of longing to hold them in my arms has become a vicious flavor I taste each day I still count my blessing.

The pain of missing my children is so profound that if God were to grant me one wish now. I would plea with him to take my children and put them back into my womb so we wont be separated. At their birth I tasted love and being separated from has made pain a hideous flavor that I taste each day.

My children is the very essence of my life.