A mother's love knows no boundaries. She is willing to give of herself in any way that is necessary in order that her child will be okay, have what he, or she, needs. It is not a sacrifice. It is a gift from the very core of her being to herself.
What child is not bone of my bone, blood of my blood? What sweet and perfect manifestation in this universe does not deserve to be loved and cared for as my own?
I am blessed to find need and be able to pour a bit of what I have into it. There is no sweeter ambition fulfilled than this. No greater gift than needing to love and finding a beloved to receive.
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