Love is:

• Letting your daughter vomit all over you while actually holding out your palm and encouraging her to PUT IT THERE.
• Calling the emergency doctor back two times because you are so afraid of overdosing her on the Motrin he told you to give her AGAIN.
• Holding her roasting body and stroking her flushed cheeks for two and a half hours, wishing on every snowflake that the 104-degree fever would just break.
• Sleeping with her on the couch for the rest of the night, waking every hour on the hour to feel her forehead and remember that you forgot to change your vomitous shirt.
• Not caring about any of it when she wakes up alive.