Sisters. I'm listening to them talk right now. There is something very comforting about being with people who've known you since you were born. Of course they also know your foibles. But luckily with my sisters they normally ignore my warts and love me for just who I am. Unconditional love, the love that most mothers give to their children. The love that says, yes, I might not agree with your behavior but I will love you no matter what. That's what my sisters do for me, love me no matter what. So right now I'm going to finish this blog so I can get back to being unconditionally loved. And I will try to remember that the Divine Parent loves me unconditionally every moment in my day. Ah!
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