Smile. When their world is shaken and you are unsure of the earth beneath your feet, you smile.
Listen. To the beat of their heart, their sleepy murmurs, the anguished outcries, their outraged screams.
Fortify. Build up their dashed hopes, pick up jagged pieces, place together disjointed fractions.
We wash and we cook and we cry and we laugh and we shelter and we defend.
Love is a merciless master which takes us to task.
We go to bed worried and wake up anxious.
My loves are relentless. My deep unshakable love for my husband, my revered, loyal love for my Gran, my unquestionable, protective love for my children.
Love makes you question authority and fight for the underdog. Love makes you look past faults and fissures.
Love can make you scream like a banshee, bellow like a wounded animal.
It can drive you to delirium, make you question your morality, your judgement, your faith.
And then, we seem to be dashed upon its rocks, it can redeem you, lift you from filth and degradation, and let you loose among the clouds.
When you are least willing to submit it to its call, it's tentacles wrap around your heart and seep into your soul.
So remember, when you are howling at your children or shrieking at your spouse, when you are cursing the dog and regretting taking in the cats, love can haunt you. When all you want is to be alone, be wary... for you might get your wish and then you are left alone, with love's memory, long and vivid.
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