In life we have many loves, all of varying degrees. A love for a friend, a love for a partner, but the love of a parent by far is the deepest love of all.
It’s not until you hold you own you understand your parents, your respect and grattidue for them multiplies instantly.
Experencing this new love, deepens our exsisting loves as we discover this pool has to end, the depth can never be reached, each time you think you may have reached the bottom it has seemingly disappeared and the outpouring continues for these tiny beings.
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