"Seriously," I tell him, "You, holding a baby? So attractive! It's just sexy."
He laughs. "Really?" He asks, looking bemused, "I'm not even trying, it's just the way my Momma raised me."
And then I am overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed by this incredible man that is my husband. By the love he has for the children of our dear friends. By the great love and respect that he holds so carefully in his heart for his own sweet mom. By the love and care by which she raised him. And by my own swelling love and appreciation for this woman who gave me this amazing man. It is overwhelming. And still... it breaks my heart, each time I remember that I cannot thank her again, for all that she has done for Josh, for me. Thank you Mom.