Instead of demanding love, expecting it, resenting mother, father, spouse, or child who couldn't give it. Why not receive it in the moment as it comes to us through whomever, as a pure and powerful gift.
You see, love is not deserved, it comes to us freely and fully as a fragrant flower in bloom. The flower doesn't last forever. For summer leads to autumn, and autumn to winter.
And yet, we still dare to hope for Love's season to return and blow its fragrant breath to birth radiant life in and around us...
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