Sometimes the world is so full of sad things, on the news or a bit closer in old friends who have lost a beloved family member in the war, and you’re just not sure about the world anymore. Last night, as I lay on my couch, trying to find a new way to swallow that didn’t include using my infected tonsils, my son was lying on my chest. We were snuggling and watching a cartoon, something light to stay away from all the darkness on the TV. I saw him, out of the corner of my eye, lift up his head and stare at me. When I looked at him, he looked away and I said “why are you looking at Mommy like that?” He answered, without a pause, “because you’re so wonderful” and didn’t even smile afterward and ask for chocolate, just put his head down on me again. And I knew, even though there is much sadness, the world can be a pretty good place all the same and sometimes it just takes a three year old with rose-coloured glasses to remind you.