When I was a child, I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child. But when I grew up, I put away childish things  1 Corinthians 13:11
As a child, you experience the most pure love, the love of a parent. It is truly unconditional.  In return, children give very little.   Children love their parents very much, don't get me wrong.
I love my parents very much.  As a child, they were the most important people in my life.  The people I loved most in the whole world.  The people I could count on, no matter what.  Whether I chose the right road or went off the beaten path, they were there for me. I counted on this. I had complete trust in their unwavering love for me.  I sometimes did not agree with them , but I knew they loved me and would always help me to find the direction in life that would suit me best.
As a teenager, I fell in love with a boy.  Not just any boy, but the boy that I believe God chose for me to spend the rest of my life with. Wow, do I love him.  This was (and still is) a very intense love.  A love that I find it very hard to find words for sometimes.  There is a song that says "Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you".  I still feel that way.  How could I ever love anyone as much as I love him?
As an adult, I became a mother.  This not only changed my love for TJ-seeing the person you love as a parent somehow multiplies you love for them exponentially- but now I have this new love.  This love that I did even know existed. The power of my UNCONDITIONAL love for my children makes me believe I can do things I could not otherwise do. 
I would DIE for these little people.  They have completed me.  I think you really do not know what your heart wants until it finds it.  I wanted children.  They are my true love.  After one child, I thought "there is no way I could possibly love someone else as much as I love this person", and then your next child is born, and your capacity for love expands to envelope them.  Sometimes, it is physically painful to be away from them.  I remember a conversation TJ and I had when I was pregnant.  We were talking about complications of childbirth, and I asked him if he had to choose between me and our unborn child, who would he save? His response-You, of Course!, My answer to him- I would want you to save my baby.  Even before either of the kids were born, I was fiercely protective of them.  Motherhood has changed me forever.  I will never be the same.2 days until Christmas festivities begin for us.
Christmas Eve at Gary and Sue Patterson's
Christmas Morning at home
Christmas Daytime at Nana and Papa Patterson's
Christmas Evening at Grandma and Grandpa Harper's
Should be a fun-filled weekend.