My favorite photograph from my wedding is the one where my husband's and my hands are criss-crossed across the Bible which is turned t the scripture the pastor read . Since the birth of my son I have wanted a picture of all three of our hands criss-crossed over something. Today, I discovered this is not something I can do by myself. The angle is wrong and the lighting is bad. But I'd bet that many of you reading this understand all the feelings wrapped up in the pixels that make this image. Difficult to describe the kind of love a mom feels for her child, one has to feel it to completely understand it. I certainly didn't understand it 4 short years ago.