I watched this and ….well it struck me. You see I was born with a double cleft palate. I have wondered why I was born with this birth defect; because I know He does not make mistakes and there are reasons and purposes in everything. I thank God that I have my eye sight. But…being Mother’s day, I could only think about my mom. And what she may have been going through when I was born. Being told of what was wrong with me after I was born. I was told that my arms had to be tied down so I wouldn’t touch my face and I had to have a special bottle to be able to nurse. But I never really thought about what my parents were going through at the time; the fear, questioning, realizing that their son wasn’t “perfect”, and that there was going to be surgery after surgery to try to repair the “defect”. That I was going to be more work, a lot more work than the first one. I wonder if my dad thought about (and worried about) the ridicule and teasing I would have to endure growing up? I’m sure he did, and he and my mom loved me all the more to offset anything the world tried to dump on me. You see that is the one thing on this earth that I have never had to question, if my parents love me-love me unconditionally. Because they have proven it…through all the times that I have disappointed, hurt, made them angry, frustrated… they loved me. Without a doubt in my mind, they DO love me. I only hope my kids see that same thing in me.