Where Does My Love Come From?
When I think about love I think about my daughter And how my love for her is so massive, it occupies my entire being She makes me want to do more To explore more She makes me curious about life And people And feelings And all the little things in our everyday life She makes me love my husband more Her father, the other parent She makes love makes sense Does that make sense? When I think about love I think about my daughter And all the ways I love her Maybe sometimes also the ways I suffocate her with my love She makes me think of all the women that have blessed upon me their love and wisdom on love throughout my life My mother, my grandmothers, my great great grandmothers And my aunties My friends My teachers All the women that were and are in my life I would not know how to love if it were not for them They make love makes sense Does that make sense? My love comes from deep within me But also from all the encounters, interactions, conversations, Tears, laughters, and silence of the wo
