The hand of a bride becomes the hand of a mother. Ever so gently she cares for her precious child. Bathing, Dressing, Feeding, Comforting... There is no hand like mother’s. Nor does its tender care diminish through the years. God blesses all Good Mothers and grant those await patiently to behold the precious gift some day. Shalom! From us @official_ focuslenx Follow us on FACE BOOK TWITTER