I can't forget what my mother told me. When she was little, all the uncles and cousins gathered at a wedding and the consensus of all present that the greatest joy in the world is that of raising children, in spite of all its attendant hardships. Why? The milk fills up when the baby gets hungry, did you know that? The discomfort is great when the milk really fills up, for the breast becomes very sensitive. Only the mother knows the joys of nursing a hungry baby with a breast filled with milk.

A wonderful feeling follows when the full breast is emptied into the baby. The mother is filled with love when the baby suckles with relish. No one else can experience the whole range of emotions that converges on this act of nursing. People experience a tremendous let down when they marry off all their children, now that they cannot see them any time they want. One cannot just visit the married kids all the time. One misses them, can pray for them, pray for their blessings; that's precious, that's love... People get old. So, we begin our life with love and end it with love. That's the principle we must follow, that stretches from this earth to high heaven.