If we let it love will stay in perpetual forward motion. Maybe not fast, sometimes slow, but at certain constant. That can be very satidfying....grace happens. Thanks.

... excellent.....

A lovely poem to end the year.

For your daughter, but also to yourself. I see a lot of myself in this as well, as there were times it wasn't clear I'd make it; and if we survive, there's nothing in wrong in loving ourselves.