Your post reminded me of this part of St Gemma’s life:
Gemma always loved with the warmest love this heavenly Queen of the Angels, whom, with sweet confidence, she called “My dear Mother.” Left orphan by the death of her earthly mother in her tenderest years, she accustomed herself afterwards not to rec
ognize any mother but Mary, and towards her she always acted as her devoted and loving child. After Jesus, all her heart was for Mary.
“Oh, how I love my Mother!” she used to say. "She knows it; **and then Jesus Himself gave her to me, and told me to love her so much. **And what great goodness this Heavenly Mother has always shown me! What would have become of me, if I had not had her? She has always helped me in my spiritual wants; she has preserved me from countless dangers; she has freed me from the hands of the devil who was ceaselessly coming to molest me; she pleaded my cause with Jesus when I sinned, and she soothed Him when I moved Him to anger by my wicked life; she has taught me to know Him and love Him, to be good and to please Him. Ah, my dear Mother, I will love thee always and forever."
“Whoever could have imagined,” thus she wrote "that this evening my dear Mother would have come to see me? It was not even to be thought of because I believed that my bad conduct would prevent it. Yet she had compassion on me. Her presence quickly put me in a state of recollection, and then, as often happens, I lost my senses, and I found myself, I think, with Our Lady of Sorrows. Oh, what happiness! What sweetness of heart I felt during those wonderful moments! Let whoever can, explain it. It seemed to me, after some moments of emotion, that she took me in her lap and made me rest my head on her shoulder and keep it there for a short time. My heart during that time felt perfectly happy and con
tented without any other desire. “Do you love only me?” she asked me now and then. “Oh, no!” I answered her, “before You I love someone else.” “And who is it?” She said, pretending not to know. “It is one so dear to me! More dear than all else. I love Him so much that I would now, this moment, give my life for Him; for His sake I regard not my life.” “But tell me, who is it?” she asked me “If You, Mother, had come the evening before last, You would have seen Him with me. I instead go to Him every day [she meant in Holy Communion], and I would go more often if I could. But do You know Mother,” I continued, “why I do so? Because I know that He wishes to see, by His keeping so far away from me, if I am capable of ceasing to love Him. But quite the contrary, the farther He keeps away, the more I feel drawn to Him! And she repeated: “Tell me, who is He?” “No,” I replied, “I won’t tell thee. If only You have seen Him, Mother! He is like Thee in beauty; His hair is the color of Yours.” Mother, then embracing me, seemed to say again: “But my child, tell me of whom are you speaking.” I then exclaimed aloud, “Do You not understand me? Of Jesus, I speak of Jesus.” “Repeat it still louder,” she said. Then, smiling, she looked at me and pressed me closely to herself, saying, “Yes, love Him, but love Him greatly; Listen well! Love Him alone!” “Don’t be afraid,” I said to her, “no one in the world shall taste my affections! Jesus alone.” Again she pressed me to her; she seemed to kiss me on the forehead. Then I awoke [meaning that she came out of the ecstasy], and I found myself stretched on the floor with the crucifix near me.”
stgemmagalgani.com/2008/10/blessed-virgin-mary-and-st-gemma.html
Continue loving Mary very much, be devoted to her, and ask her to also help you to love Jesus with all your heart
that is true devotion to Mary. (it is definitely not something cold and impersonal).
