That at the first, at the beginning of everyone that ever was, there is this braving of the pain and no one tells you that this is the way it will always be now– because love is always worth the pain. Just ask any mother — love is a willingness to suffer.
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read the rest here a holy experience.
This is the work of a mother — this strange and peculiar joy in letting go of self to make the joy of another large.
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