Where does love begin or end?

They say "love has no beginning or end". This is what I have been contemplating today. When did my love for Clara begin? I knew I always wanted to have children but did I love her before she was born? Or did I love the idea of raising children? Either way, I knew I had a tremendous amount of love to give. I knew I would sacrifice my life for my children and would do my very best at raising them. That seems almost like a fantasy now that Clara is gone. But the one thing I know for certain is love has no end. My love for my daughter lives within me and is something that will never cease.