Sometimes I look at my children and my husband and feel like my heart is going to burst right then (in a good way). I love them all so much. They are dear to me. In their own ways, they teach me about Jesus, show me His mercy and grace and compassion and heart. They rub against my prickly parts, helping me to see my selfishness (and oh, it is aplenty). They teach me the importance of authenticity. And they bring me joy. So much joy.