Love is the most powerful force this world has ever known. I love. I love too much even. I love so much, that the same love I give has the ability to hurt me more than I have ever known. I wish so badly that I knew how to love and not hurt. I am certain of only a few things. My love has the power to mold my son. My love has the power to encourage my son. My love has the power to engage my son. My love has the power to embrace my son and show him how to love himself. So that when he gets older, he will not ever have to rely on others for what his mommy places so much stock in. So that when he grows up, he will know his strengths and have so much confidence in himself, that he will not look for others to lift him up. My love is that strong, and so is yours. I hope and pray that the love you have within you, can be carried and given at the cost of nothing and at the expense of only what you can afford to be without. I have been challenged and my strength is weak and my weakness is defaulted to love. What was once my pride and joy, has now become my nemesis. I am tired of the war and hope to find refuge in the arms of something equal to what I thought comforted me in the beginning, and now I see never really did. It has been said that your children don't learn what you tell them, but what you show them. That it is what they see that resignates more than what they hear. I hope that these images will stay with my son forever, and when he revisits these memories he will know what love really is.