Sometimes we glimpse that everything's okay just as it is. Everything's fine.
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When you think of your mother, does your heart open with compassion or tighten with resentment? Do you allow yourself to feel her tenderness and care? The way we receive our mother’s love can be similar to how we experience love from a partner.