Re: unconditional love-Jerry

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Jerry Glenn wrote:

> he worst part is that we cannot be sure it will get any better

> before it gets worse. We do what we can.

>

>

Jerry,

It only goes to reinforce what unconditional love really is. I

remember lying on the floor by the hospital bed we put in the house for

my Mother while she was dying.

I could only let her know i was there and I would hold her hand all night. i

feel the same love for my husband, son, and family.

My favorite book, by M. Munsch is I going to love you forever. "

It is a picture book about a Mother expressing her love to her son in

rhyme and in the end the son does it for his elderly Mother and his new

daughter. I cry, I mean literally cry, every time i read it.

I gave it to my son one birthday when he was around eight and I give it for baby

shower gifts to prospective Mothers. It sums up the type of love you have

expressed. The book states, " i will love you forever, I will like you always,

as long as I am living my baby you will be " .

I also liked the Giving Tree by Shel Silvenstein. Great examples how children's

book relate unconditional love.

Bennie

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Bennie wrote:

> My favorite book, by M. Munsch is I going to love you forever. "

> It is a picture book about a Mother expressing her love to her son in

> rhyme and in the end the son does it for his elderly Mother and his new

> daughter. I cry, I mean literally cry, every time i read it.

>

> I gave it to my son one birthday when he was around eight and I give

it for baby shower gifts to prospective Mothers. It sums up the type

of love you have expressed. The book states, " i will love you

forever, I will like you always, as long as I am living my baby you

will be " .

Bennie, I gave this to my daughter (6) for her birthday. Her

wonderful preschool teacher introduced her to Munsch and he's

remained one of our favorites. This book makes me cry, too.

When my husband was in the hospital for 5 days last year (viral

menengitis), I slept on the pull out chair next to him the entire

time. I think I left for about 1 hour every day to see the kids (who

were with grandma and grandpa), and the rest of the time I was by his

side.

He kept telling me it wasn't important, but I was so thankful

to have had the ability to be there for him. The nature of his

illness made him incoherent and it wasn't until about a week after his

release that he realized just how incapable he was of taking care of

his needs while he was there. One month later, he was able to

reciprocate (I was only in for 3 days, thankfully).

No matter what else happens in our lives, whether we're fighting,

whether we can be intimate, whether I'm grouchy because of my pain,

we're always there for each other when we truly need it. This is the

example of love that I hope my children learn from us. And, of

course, that as long as I'm living, my babies they'll be.