Yesterday, I fried fish for my lunch. I ate before picking up my daughter from school. In the middle of my eating and the fried fish left still half, I remember that, that kind of fish and the way it cooked is Angelikka's favorite. Yes it's my favorite too and I would like to eat it all, infact I was not finish yet and wanted to eat more. But then I was thinking on my daughter and save it for her instead.
This situation made me remember the story of a 'mother hen'. This said chicken just get her 4 lovely chicks. She guide them where they can find food and shelter. One day, there was a fire burning the bush where they usually look for food. So the owner of the chickens was so worried and run looking for them. Then he saw something black but in the form of a hen. The owner run off and checked. He found out that it was his hen burned covering her chicks inside her wings and the chicks survived and were alive.
I am pondering about this love a mother's have for their children. We will be selfless when it comes to our children. And we can even die for them. Children must know and understand that!