The love for my children. Its is strange how big, complex, endless, heartwrecking and fantastically fabolous it is. Everybody being a parent knows what I am talking about.
Earlier this week it was on the rim of disappearing, today it is a bottomless well.
When our boys are good they are better than great. When not, they are the born from the devils womb.
But as said, today they were better then ever and therefore coming out if my womb and my heart both bursting and acing from love.