Unconditional love

When I try to remember who I am...who I was...part of the Creator...in Eden...in the universe...filled with His divinity...and no thinking...just being,
I wonder what the love was like.
Then I think of how I held sleeping baby Robert in my arms...his little body held close to my chest...face at rest...fistful of heart beating...causing my ribs to tingle...
His breathing was deep behind still eyes and closed, heavy lids...safe...trusting. I remember the wave of love I felt...rushing past and over...completeness.
God's love. But just a little.