When I saw this picture, immediately I saw the power in it. I was not a perfect Mother, I am sure there is none that exists, but we do the best we know how or we love by the examples we have been shown. I remember a program on TV one day; I think it may have been on the Oprah Show, about how when you walk in the room a child will look at your face to see what greeting he or she will get. That has always stuck in my mind so I make sure my face says to my grandchildren when I greet them, how I am so happy to see them.
It is not always parents that we can learn from. As a child I was brought up in a very strict, firm environment. We knew our parents loved us but they did not actively show it by loving words or physical affection. The love was shown mainly in the way we were disciplined. I learnt to physically show love to my kids in the way of hugs and telling them I loved them from one of my bosses. She had a souvenir business that I managed part-time and she brought her children to work with her every day right from the time she left the hospital. Those children were smothered with hugs and kisses every day, which was, I guess fascinating and surprising to me. It was beautiful, from then I decided that, that is what I would do with my children.
My son shows the same affection to his children. For me, the big brute still give me a hug and kiss on the forehead at the age of 40 for no reason just to say they love me. To me that is beautiful.
So when I saw this picture it made me sad because I have seen examples of it and sometimes parents don’t even realize what they are doing to a beautiful soul.