Highly simplified for brevity:
My grandpa loved me like a pretty bauble. I loved him like a groupie loves a rock star.
My grandma loved me like a sacred trust. I loved my grandma like a rock in the storm.
My mother loved me like a life boat. I loved her like an astronomer loves a distant star.
My dad loves me like a pleasant surprise he doesn't quite know what to do with. I love my dad like a pleasant surprise I don't know quite what to do with.
My husband loves me like a combination of a best buddy, the mother he never had, and the best toy ever. I love him like a rock in the storm, like a fount of knowledge, and a favorite puppy.
My kids I love like a child with new toys at Christmas, like a mother bear with young cubs, and like a sacred trust. My kids love me like kids love their mom.
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This is one of the miracles of love:
It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted. ~C. S. Lewis
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