“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep. The more I give thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.”
William Shakespeare – Romeo and Juliet
This quote reminds me of a conversation I had with my mother when I was a child.
I asked her if she loved me as much as she loved my brother.
She looked startled and said, “I love you both the same, honey. A mother doesn’t choose between her children.”
“If you had another baby, would you love that one, too?”
“Yes, I would. But I won’t have another baby. I have just the right amount of children. You and your brother.”
We were in the kitchen at the time. She slid a chair next to me and turned me so our knees met.
“Love is one of those things that never ends, honey. It’s like a magic faucet. When you turn it on, you always have love. You never run out.”
Isn’t it funny that a quote can elicit a memory? (And a warm and fuzzy memory at that.)