Love conquers all, whether it speaks or mums. It matters whenever you hear the “I love you”, but it is felt even more when it is said at a point you least expect it. How else would you feel a genuine love? For me I value time and attention. This is my act of love. What is love without time? It’s nothing. It’s worthless. It’s not a love.
When I said love, I sacrifice my time, I keep my focus and I endure pain for the one I love. I speak less, I listen more. I feel sad when I miss him but couldn’t do anything to see him. I felt cold when I couldn’t even hug him. I want to hear his story, his daily highs and lows. I want him to tell me about everything; what he feels, what he thinks. I want to see him laugh, feel his tickles and giggles. I want to just keep him close – close in my arms.
Oh, love is really wordless… Oh how I miss my son!