There is no greater joy than watching your children succeed and no greater sadness than watching them struggle. Eyes that were once alight at the sight of a butterfly are turned hard and cynical far too early. Bubbly baby laughs fade away as do the memories of worshipful upturned faces and chubby arms held high in expectation. Hurts are no longer superficial wounds that can be soothes by kisses and responsibilities grow from trivial to life changing. Days speed by and with each passing moment, the center of their world slowly shifts away from you.
Parenthood is a heavenly sorrow.
wifemotherwonderwoman 
Well written. I felt like I understood what it feels like to be a mom. So talented! Love ya!!