I often hear people tell my son: "You have your mother's smile."
Holy Shit! That's what you see when you look at me?
My son has the best smile. It's the kind of smile that reaches every single inch of his face. It's the kind of smile that makes you feel special because he shared it with you. When he smiles, he means it. And he smiles often; that happy smile that shares some optimism and a knowledge that no matter what happens, it'll all turn out ok.
I love that smile. And I love that you see all that in me. Thank you. :)