It's absolutely true. Being able to make cookies for my children coming home from school is what real joy is. Knowing they've worked all day striving to learn new concepts along with the arduous task of finding their own social niche. This is when making cookies means more than just mixing ingredients. It's literally like adding a little bit of love. A little kindness. A little soft place to fall. And then they walk through the door and smell the aroma of fresh baked cookies and you get to see their faces light up because you're home with them. That's when every bit of sacrifice as a mom turns into a privilege and a blessing.
