The Lighthouse

When we were small, Pa used to take us for drives down the coastal road, past an old lighthouse which was no longer in use.  For some reason or other, I was fascinated with this lighthouse and I would ask Pa to tell me stories about it.  Once, I asked Mum whether she had ever seen the light from the lighthouse beaming into the night.  She thought for a while, then said, "No, I don't remember seeing it  You are the light of my life and I don't need to see any other light.."  Thanks, Mum, I shall never forget your kind and beautiful words.