My Heart Knows a Difference
How does one measure love? It isn’t as though you can put it on a scale, ladle it into a measuring cup, stack it against a ruler. I do not know how to quantify love, how to compare one love to another, but if one possible measure is what you’d be willing to endure on another’s behalf, then my love for Cara knew no bounds, just as my love for Katie knows no bounds. Though the experience of loving these two girls differs greatly, the expression of that love does not.
I have a difficult but honest piece up at Brain, Child Magazine today about loving my two girls. Join me there?
1 response to "My Heart Knows a Difference"
Outstanding piece, Jenn. I appreciate your honesty.