But my husband has seen me at my worst, at my most vile. And he has seen me at my best. He knows the things I don’t tell anyone, and the lies that I tell everyone but him. I have made sacrifices for him and been angry about it. Sometimes his flaws are so egregious, so blatant, they are all I see. And sometimes his kindness is so stunning that I am humbled.
And that’s love. Big, epic, fairy-tale love. The kind of love people write about. The kind of love that could inspire a poem.
Sarah Healy
Unconditional love is fully accepting a person for who they are; their graces and their faults. Unconditional; without conditions, without reservations, whole-heartedly, fully, entirely.
Don't hold anything back; just leap!
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