The morning of Miles' accident I came into our room from a nice morning workout.
I told him to come here and I scooped him up and tossed him onto our bed.
I then threw myself next to him and asked him if he thought the bed was soft.
It was....it was a feather bed.
We then snuggled for a few minutes taking in the cloud of softness we were wrapped in.
We both giggled as we laid there.
I then looked him in the eyes and said to him something that my mother has always said to me....
(This picture was taken the morning of Miles' accident)
"Miles, Have I told you today that I love you?"
He then looked at me as he always did when I said this to him and smiled and giggled.
I then said to him, "I Love You Miles!"
I'm so grateful that I took the time to tell Miles everyday that I loved him.
In fact I still tell him everyday.
I'm especially grateful that I took the time to snuggle with him and tell him that I loved him on that particular morning.
I always want my children to know that I love them.
Everyday of their lives!
Thank you mom for telling me and showing me that I am loved too.
This is a tradition that will always be carried on in our family.