Everything is much damage except for one thing. It also love ... Love between mother and son, the most valuable thing you can give to a mother's offspring ...
Delicate imagine a flower pot in which you place the most precious corner ... You get the light, the sun you feed him stroked a delicate flower that he trembled on ... Carefully gives water, you can clean the dust from the leaves, without food, for no stuffy so ... But if you still compensate all them, he dies one day your delicate flower. Rots water is greater than is less dry. The sun burns if more come, if deprives the solar light.
I mean, it is much less harmful than everything else. There is one thing, while the absence of much real absence was never more not .. That is what a mother's love for his offspring to gratuitous and unconditional shed ... It never came over, never regret, not dry rot, fade, fireproof ...
Being a mom, the most amazing feeling in your life ... If feedback is given to children still love ... Love the family, homeland, world ... Give your heart full of this ore were able to fry, do not be afraid! This means life is you taste the greatest success. Mother happiness is to be real, to be a mother you smell ... Like a baby, even when nothing is to be the richest woman in the world.
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