Falling asleep in Mummy and Daddy's bed, cuddled up to Mummy's warm and well-padded body, dummy in mouth, I am basking in the innocent peace of a worry-free toddler wrapped in the arms of a loving mother. The reassuring feel of Mummy's cheap but familiar nightie, the pleasant milky aroma of a nursing mother. I dont know how old i was, but this scene and these feelings were branded into the fabric of my overly sentimental soul and remind me that, just as I was loved then, I am still loved today.
Mummy, your love burns bright - I love you too.
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