Love is thick and gooey and repulsive and addictive and fine. I have so much of it in my life and I give as much as I can. I know I could be even more generous and these days it's all about that. Giving. I like how Angelina has made it uber chic to be a saint, cool even. I like how Madonna is trying her darnedest to catch up to groovy earth mama Angelina. Good luck, of course it's all good if more babies who need adopting were adopted into good homes we would be the better for it. Of course...being a mother is intense difficult work. Satisfying and hard. I had my days when I wanted to return my child to whom ever is in charge in that BIG way. I just wanted to rethink the mothering thing for a week or so. Then something adorable would happen and he would regain my devotion instantly. To say I had no moments of regret would be a lie. I did. I think being a care giver, being a parent is serious work. Love is mighty important and I think many of us reject it on principle we deny it,because it's so sticky gooey and sweet. We find it repulsive not so much love but our intense desire for it.
Love is molasses only better.