The Measure of a Mother's Love

Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love, I have come to realise, is measured in unexpected ways.

It is, of course, in the unequivocal way in which she will intuitively protect her child.

It is not, as we have more recently been led to believe, in the baking and creating of lunchbox fare with a highly creative and artistic element.

It is, as I have been made aware of late, also measured in grains of Milo, in a single bubble from the dirty dishwater remnants and in the colour of

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