I can't forget that day. I thought It was such a bad day for me, but it made me feel so amused and blessed at the end of it. I had a huge fight with my husband, a typical yelling and shouting thing that leads me crying at one corner of the room. I hardly cried. I feel so down. After sometime of crying, as i lift my face up, i saw my three year old son walking towards me..he looks sad but he's not crying. As he was in front of me, he look up on my face and wipe away my tears and he said "Please dont't cry..mama, I'm gonna take care of you". I was amused to hear that on my three year old son. And then he hugged me so tight. I cried so hard again, why can a vulnerable child say something like that to her mother, as if he was old enough to take care of me. I know I was blessed, that makes me feel better that time.