They express their love in these simple and direct ways. There are moments after a fever when you have a bitter, flat taste in your mouth, and nothing tastes good. Her love is so fragrant, like a banana, like sweet rice, like sugar cane. Father's work is enormous, as huge as a mountain. Mother's devotion is overflowing, like water from a mountain spring.
Maternal love is our first taste of love, the origin of all feelings of love.
Our mother is the teacher who first teaches us love, the most important subject in life. Without my mother I could never have known how to love. Thanks to her I can love my neighbours. Thanks to her I can love all living beings. Through her I acquired my first notions of understanding and compassion.