100 Words on Love, by Lynn Beisner
Loving my children when they were babies felt very different from what I thought it would. I expected to feel love as tenderness, strong and sweet. I never could have known that loving my children would be more like stone cold ruthlessness.
Love was the certain knowledge that I would do anything to take care of those kids, to get them into adulthood as best as I could. And I knew in those moments that woe would betide anyone who tried to hurt my children or got in my way while I did for them what they needed.