|There are moments with our children in which we learn as much about our parents as we learn about ourselves. In Something to Treasure a mother holds her daughter, lovingly and gently touching the young girlís little feet as they relax on a porch swing. The memory of her own mother holding her feet as a little girl is as clear and warm as the sunlight that embraces her now. Even warmer, is the realization that her mother shared the same depth love for her that she now feels for her own little girl. As is so often the case, profound understanding is revealed in simple moments.