Every single card and drawing from each of our children over the last twenty-seven years has been precious to me -- every single one of the ten thousand and one of them. And I'm not much exaggerating! These guys are prolific artists! And, though I wish I could say I have them on file somewhere, heaven knows I could never have saved all their artwork! We'd be wading through it to get out the door if I did! Still -- really and truly -- every little love note is etched in my heart. The graceful drawings, beautiful lettering, and carefully penned poetry of my children are one of the best perks of motherhood -- better than any quarterly evaluation or Christmas bonus. I love them all, none more than others, they're all so special...
But some get tacked on the wall. Like this one:
I ask you: What other occupation in the world pays you with gems like this?