This is what love is [1]

... is what they say...

Somewhere inbetween Mum's Day UK and the one in the Netherlands, I'm writing a tribute to my Mum. Mam, as is the good sound for me. What about yours? No matter the much you hate or love her, she's still one irreplaceable in your life. This special bond between you, the child she's brought to place, and her, born a 'mam' (okay, or mummy) when you were born, is irreplaceable in your life. Often we forget. We forget about so many things that I cannot keep count of them. Usually, we forget about this special bond keeping us together. What again about the relationships you're in today? What made them to be and what keeps them going?

There's this funny thing I'd like to tell you. About the place my parents live in. My home. Besides the fact the walls are coloured pink - no jokes - you can find hearts everywhere. A small one on the table, a couple of them on the wall and so on. Not too obvious, they kind of blend in (or am I just too used to them being there?) however distinct. Speaking about hearts, what makes a mum more a mum than the love she has in her heart for you, just for you? The love that makes her stay up late, worrying, making you sandwiches, cleaning your clothes, doing dishes or whichever goes for you. Of course the same goes for a dad. Superheroes. Don't want to foster any jealousy here. It's hard to keep them parents equal happy. But seriously, have a think about it. What about your the relationships you're in today? What made them to be and what keeps them going?