the love of family.
meet my granny.
she's 80, survived 2 cancers and 1 heart attack, and has dementia.
she throws tantrums, however unreasonable.
but she can take comfort in how she is loved and accepted everyday by those around her. I love her. that's simply, because of what human nature does to those who they call family - a natural instinct. and we shower a whole hearted, noble love for that, for they form a circle that holds our lives in place.
I cannot imagine that one day, if the circle is gone, whether will life continue to orbit in its continual state of perpetual motion, or suspend itself in the galaxies of atrophic nothingness.