There are all kinds of love. There's the love you feel for your parents, the love you feel for your siblings, the love you feel for your mate. But I think the greatest love of all has to be the love a mother feels for her children. This love also equates to the greatest heartache one can feel as well. I have had my heart broken numerous times by ex-lovers, ex-friends, my mom dying, my grandmother dying, etc. But I have never felt pain greater than the pain I feel when one of my daughters rejects my love in any way. It may be something minor like forgetting a date she had with me to keep a date just made with a friend. Minor as it may seem to the outside world, it's not minor to me or my heart.
I know that someday they will become mothers themselves and will know this love. Until then, I can only suffer in silence, trying to stop the tears that fall out of my broken heart.
It's funny how we want what's best for our children but yet we're willing to let them go out and make mistakes so they learn by living. How we wish we could do their living for them through our experience but then they wouldn't grow into the responsible adults we want them to be.
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