Sunday 6 December 2015

love

Dearest daughter
You took a chance with what you've heard and you have ran with it. You did well. It's difficult isn't it? Love. But let me tell you that it is the simplest and the most natural thing to love. It is who I am. It doesn't matter if I was hurt by your response. I am still love. It is who I am. I am love.

Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand it's own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and ensures through every circumstance.

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