She cried. I cried. A jogger looked at us like we were having a breakdown. We probably were. A beautiful, necessary breakdown.
A month-long campaign typically includes: After a month of showering my mother with love ...
Three months ago, she would have bitten her own tongue off before saying those words. She cried
After a month of showering my mother with love, I thought I would feel triumphant. Instead, I felt humbled. Love, when given to someone who doesn’t know how to receive it, is not a reward. It’s a practice. It’s a muscle. And it hurts to exercise. I felt humbled. Love