A few weeks ago my son and his wife sent me a wonderful old book, The Pilgrims Progress. He expressed a love of this book and how difficult it was to part with this marvelous find. He knew, however, that I would cherish this gift- and the love that went with it- that it would hold a special place in my heart and in my book collection. He too has a love of old books, of reading, of poetry. A mom has an impact on her children that is much like the planted seeds spoken of in the Bible. They are planted and we know not where and when they grow. Amazing!