Fighting overruled by Love
How do you know you love someone even when they scream in your face?
We go through this everyday: the same routine, same list of past mistakes made in youthful blindness, the door slamming as you run away to wallow in bitterness.
So how do I know I still love you?
The rage in my heart when someone harms you and the overpowering urge I have to protect you from everything bad I thought was good. It’s my job, after all, to help you aquire the gifts you need so you can rise from every fall: to teach you empathy, listening, strength, determination, and hope. It’s my job to teach you until you can go into the world and protect yourself without me.
That’s how I know I love you.