Dear, sweet memories...

Our little two year old has had one of those vomity-fill-nappies-with-runny-stuff viruses this past week so we have had turbulent night times. This morning, he came into bed with an awful virus nappy - after a quick change, he cuddled in and held my arms to his chest. It got me thinking - I wish I could remember how it felt to utterly feel safe, with no worries or what's happening in the future thoughts - to just live for the day (remember when the days seemed to go on forever!) and to bask in the love of your parents. I really wish I could remember that feeling, like my son must have had this morning, especially with feeling ill. It must warm the bottom of our little hearts and souls...