When life is lived with doubts, or suspicions, even jealousies, it can be hard to believe one is loved.
When a 12-year-old, a 13-year-old, so desperately wants a baby what she’s looking for is the kind of unconditional love a child gives a mother and a mother gives a child.
The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.
I never knew what unconditional love felt like or looked like until I met my super sponsor in Al-Anon. She told me she would always love me no matter what. No one has ever loved me that way before. Not my mother, father, sister or brothers. It is so freeing, so life-affirming. 🙂
When I make a mistake in my recovery, when I stumble, or when I do something stupid, my first reflex is to think “____ is going to be upset with me…” but that’s SO not because of her. That’s me. Old history. Old stuff.
Unconditional love is erasing that, one mark at a time. It’s all good. 🙂 She’s got my back.
Happy Sunday to you.