The Profound and Unconditional Love of a Mother

 

The Profound and Unconditional Love of a Mother

The profound nature of her love establishes the benchmark by which we will ever understand love because it existed prior to mental conception and verbal expressions or the ability to breath. The passion my mother shows is my original and everlasting affection. I experienced love before gaining awareness of what it truly meant while feeling her caress and perceiving her conversation and observing her gaze. She functioned as my original dwelling place as well as my main source of reassurance and my first maternal rhythm I became familiar with.

From my very birth my mother provided me with protective shelter through her arms. I found comfort in her embrace during my tears and she doubled her laughter when I smiled. Throughout my first moments she walked beside me as the guiding hand that taught me my first steps and spoke the first words along with providing comforting arms that removed all my fears. Her perfume scent and laughter voice as well as her off-key tunes playing while she works can instantly transport me to childhood memories while protecting me from harm.

Selfless maternal love exists in an unexplained manner beyond words. She provides her love without any expectations while she forgives without feelings of resentment and she loves without asking for anything in return. My burning brow became her focus during sleepless nights when she cooled my forehead with cool cloths to achieve comfort. She encouraged my dreams by giving up her personal ambitions quietly so that I would not feel her tremendous efforts. She expressed her love through ordinary yet enchanting gestures which included surprise notes in bagged lunches and strong post-workplace hugs together with extraordinary foresight of what I required before I could speak up. The act of love manifested through her actions became my lesson from her about what true love truly means. From watching her demonstrate compassion I learned how to be compassionate and from her enduring strength I developed personal strength along with gaining graciousness through her limitless patience. Through her actions she demonstrated that loving takes shape through daily presentations of support in substantial as well as minor moments. Her telephone voice provides the best comfort whenever my life gets out of control. Her simple words of belief become equal to one thousand promises.

The love I received from her remains constant because time took me to different places while leaving her love unshaken. As an invisible driving power success arises from it along with the gentle follow-up action that stabilizes me after every tumble as well as the lit path that brings me home despite the distance traveled. The love of a mother grows more intense with time while most other connections fade because her love plants deep roots into every aspect of my being.

The first and everlasting love of my life takes the name of my mother. I was the beloved object of her love from before my birth until the last moment of her memory then beyond. All mothers who love with endless passion should be thanked by each of us. Our initiation and power and absolute sanctuary lie within your everlasting love.